Ride on
Crips Lyrics
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What's that? A little funky shit
Ah, yeah
Oh yeah, check it out
Ah yeah
[LIL' STRETCH]
I'm comin' straight from the Five nigga
Till this present meaning I'm fucked that I showed up
Strapped with the 44, niggas know I got mine
Stretch with a Gauge, Polly-be with the Tec-9
Not to long ago Crabs try to test us
Talkin' that dumb shit tryin' to get the best of us
But when I ain't havin' it
Not takin' that bullshit
Cause you'll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit
It's not first time, won't be the last time
Niggas all on mine cause I'm from the Five-Line
I'm gonna roll cause nigga it's my time
Peace to the homies from the Four and the Duece-Nine
So motherfuckers give me my props
And if you don't
My .9 is gon' pop-pop
Leavin' suckers flat back on their ass, G
It's in hells where I'm livin' if you ask me
I give a fuck my nigga about dissin' them
Cause already I'm a product of the system
[BLOODY MARY]
Bickin' it back being bool
Yeah, that's what my homie said
Rollin' down by the boulevard finna bust a see-K
That's a you-turn now we on Bradfield
Hope you ain't a Crab
That wants to get his cap peeled
Bloody Mary as you know
Is a Blood lover
Cause Crip gangs too busy killin' up each other
Throwin' up the be , see-K
About to bail
Water snakes givin' up this Crabby-ass smell
Really - silly - busta, no jokin'
Play with Piru and get your fuckin' jaw broken
Pump your brakes fool, true flue I ain't havin' it
Look at the true 'are you sportin' a Bulls jacket
Bloody Mary is on the mic and I'm flamed up
Redrum murder you before you came up
When you bee me in red
Tell me: "what's up Blood?"
Don't even trip or slip dumb Crip
For 'Rus I got love
[BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH]
" Hey, hey Stretch, Blood...
c'mon, c'mon to ?Marvins? to put in some work on these Crabs over here in Piru
Hey, fuck them niggas, what about the Kelly Mark-ass niggas?
Oh yeah, right
We get their punk-ass too
Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll
I'm servin' the motherfuckers "
[C-K]
Check this out, Kiki Loco
Bangin' ain't joke so let me laugh
You sounded like a bitch with your non rappin' ass
I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood
And fuck that Filthy Bag who claimin' Lynwood
Yeah, Greedy-G
You sounded like a ?? geek
Your sorry mumble mouth motherfucker off-beat
Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin' niggas up
I'm rubbin' your girl, the pussy is good but she's a fat slut
Yep, it's all been Harlem, like you said
Yeah, the Brims and the Twenties leave a nigga dead
Wearin them - bhakis red low and burgundy Chucks
And if I catch you slippin' in my hood wearin' flue you gettin' fucked up
By your true 'are you nigga named see-K
Rick' get back, Rick' get ruled every single week day
And I can't stand Rickets 'cause they're scary
They could take a hairy dick and lick Bloody Mary
[RED RAG]
The Penalty for killin I'll pay the cost
I'ma ride see-K till the wheels fall off
You 'Hard Time Bustas' what the fuckin' you work?
Niggas call you 'Nappy Heads' while I zip on my sweatshirt
I got .9 holes to lay 'Tramps' on my sacks
I play the 'Cheese Toast', 'Bubble Gum' in my backpack
Ain't no way out when your casket is closed
You're gettin' rolled on by a Crenshaw Mafioso
I hate to being bothered cause you ?snitchin' for deep?
Ripping 'Snot Guns' in half cause I got big beef
Keep ridin' and duckin' and hidin' from the Four
Down to, down to, down to catch hoe
When I catch you slippin' here's your reminder
Red Rag is a see-K Rider
[BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH]
" Damn, damn, them fools got served
And we served them motherfuckers (Blood Gang - Blood Gang)
Fuck that motherfuckin' ?? a.k.a. fuck ???
Fuck the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherfuckers
WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood
AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherfuckin'-BOUNTY HUNTERS (Fuck Crabs)
WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD
AVENUE motherfuckin' ??
Mad Loko, Big Wack motherfucker (right)
My motherfuckin' nigga Jugghead (right)
My motherfuckin' homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? motherfuckin' ELM
(All the time)
Rowdy motherfuckin' Lok
Yeah, we in this motherfuckin' G-Ride (Blood Gang)
Spook Dogg, my nigga Nutt (Blood Gang)
All you gangsta-ass niggas
My homeboy Rampage
My homeboy Lil' motherfuckin' Pac
Lil' motherfuckin' Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool!?
You niggas is real mothefuckin' gangstas
And we ain't FUCKIN with these Crab niggas in the Nine-Tramp
Yeah, we buckin' their ass out
Yeah
I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherfuckin' BOMPTON PIRU niggas
My homeboy mothefuckin' Tom Bomb... "
The song "Ride On" is a Gangsta rap piece performed by Crips. The title itself is a nod to the street code of loyalty and commitment among gang members. The lyrics focus on gang life and the use of violence to resolve conflicts. The first verse, performed by Lil' Stretch, talks about his pride in his gang, Five-line, and his willingness to use his gun against those who challenge him. The second verse, performed by Bloody Mary, praises the Bloods and denounces the Crips for their infighting, which she believes distracts them from their true enemies. C-K, who performs the third verse, boasts about his skills and criticizes other gangs.
The final verse is performed by Red Rag, who says that he will kill anyone who crosses him or his gang. The two rappers exchange gang names and shout out their friends in different gangs at the end of the song.
One thing to note about the song is that it's catchy and energetic, making it popular with fans of the genre. The lyrics were originally controversial and provocative, but over the years, they've become part of the hip-hop canon.
Another interesting fact is that in 1993, a group of Bloods attacked and beat up Crips during a concert in New York City for singing "Ride On." The attack resulted in one of the most infamous moments in hip-hop history, known as the "Summer Jam Riot."
"Ride On" can be seen as a response to N.W.A.'s "Straight Outta Compton," which tells the story of Compton's drug and gang culture from the perspective of the Crips. Crips used "Ride On" as a way to tell their side of the story and claim their role in the Compton gang scene.
The song was released in 1987 on the album "Crip'n 4 Life" and was later included on the compilation album "Bangin' on Wax." The album was co-produced by Michael Concepcion, who went by the name of Ronnie Ron.
The song's lyrics refer to some specific elements of gang life. For example, "bustin' a see-K" means making a U-turn, "puttin' in work" means committing a violent act on behalf of the gang, and "rollin' down by the boulevard" means cruising in a car.
Furthermore, this song can be seen as a part of the long history of gangsta rap in the United States, which has become a dominant form of hip-hop. Although the genre has faced criticism over its glorification of violence and misogyny, many fans consider it a legitimate expression of the realities of urban life.
CHORDS: Unfortunately, the chords for "Ride On" were not found or documented.
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Verse 2: Big Freeze]
I'm buckin' all Slobs nigga slippin'
Set trippin' is my favourite past time Loc cause I'm crippin'
See a Slob and release pop pop
Had a biff to my Glock pistola as I roll up the block
Fool I gives a fuck about where you from
If I catch you run a Crip
I'ma leave your whole body numb
Just a little present called aftermath
Me and my Tec-9 dumpin' in a Slob bluffin' the blood bath
It's the B-K in me that makes me ride
On another homicide
As I'm claimin' Nationwide
EAST SIDE WATTS FRANKLIN CRIP GANG
Swervin' on you Slob niggas, show you how we gangbang
So I'ma smile now cause I never shed a tear for a figure
Freeze Tec-9 tough 9's and I'ma spit up
So let me get the B-K
K-Rider's on the frontline
It's Slob killin' nigga!!!
Yeah Crips it's set trippin' time
Don't crackin' rat, packin' fool it's on
It's B-K all day and you was caught in the zone
I suggest you get your tombstone ready, you know why
It's Watts Franklin B-K 'til I die
@jpwidit15
[Verse 1: Troll Loc]
Now recognize a Kelly B.G
Throwin' up two C's
Hit the Crens with the strap, blue down and B-D's
Die-'Rus can't escape once the gat starts barkin'
Because them bright dead shirts
Make damn good targets
Takin' no fuckin' prisoner so when I shoot I'm hitting ya
Slobs lie dead once the 4-4 gets to spin up
And fillin' up snoop M-U-T's
Breakin' Oo-lobs down to their goddamn knees
Don't like it ?this suit me bro'? cause I makes up my duty hoe
To dis you be Slobs to your face up to studio
Cause after you nigga talking shit is weak
Gangbangin' on the mic but you's a bitch on the streets
Perpetration
Line about that nigga you smoked
And waitin' ??? yourself you shit if you was ever approached
I ain't pointin' no fingers
Cause you know who you are
Jackin' Slob muthafuckas talkin' lie like you hard
Fuck all y'all niggas I'm a B-Dog killa
Shot outs to the Atlantics and them N-Hood niggas
Troll Locs with the evil-ass East Side Ridas
K's up, Slobs down
Cause the Crips is much more wide
Hook]
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
Cause it's still East Side till I die
[Verse 2: Big Freeze]
I'm buckin' all Slobs nigga slippin'
Set trippin' is my favourite past time Loc cause I'm crippin'
See a Slob and release pop pop
Had a biff to my Glock pistola as I roll up the block
Fool I gives a fuck about where you from
If I catch you run a Crip
I'ma leave your whole body numb
Just a little present called aftermath
Me and my Tec-9 dumpin' in a Slob bluffin' the blood bath
It's the B-K in me that makes me ride
On another homicide
As I'm claimin' Nationwide
EAST SIDE WATTS FRANKLIN CRIP GANG
Swervin' on you Slob niggas, show you how we gangbang
So I'ma smile now cause I never shed a tear for a figure
Freeze Tec-9 tough 9's and I'ma spit up
So let me get the B-K
K-Rider's on the frontline
It's Slob killin' nigga!!!
Yeah Crips it's set trippin' time
Don't crackin' rat, packin' fool it's on
It's B-K all day and you was caught in the zone
I suggest you get your tombstone ready, you know why
It's Watts Franklin B-K 'til I die
[Hook]
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
Cause it's still East Side till I die
[Verse 3: AWOL]
Shot a Slob in the face three times with the 1-0
Nigga be talkin' that shit while gettin' jacked like a stank hoe
I'm not to ce fuck with, play with the step two
I trip by a Crip cause I'm in it killin' Crips too
Enemy killa 1-8-7 you want peep
Kelly ain't down with no muthafuckin' peace treaty
Slobs get dealt with, Slobs get chopped up
And if you ?? wanna get chopped one once the Slobs get mopped up
But all at the same time Cuz let me tell ya
Got my dick sucked than a ???
And niggas who know me
Know I ain't joke, would
That nigga who know me well know this Kelly Park neighborhood
Niggas sayin' E-Ricket
And nigga would get his ass served
And nigga sayin' E-Ricket again, a nigga just pronounce his last word
I'ma that kinda B.G
That makes you Slobs wonder, how a 50 round clip
Could take so many under
Cause I don't give a fuck
I never gave a fuck
And I still don't give a fuck
So you Slob fools is shit outta luck and stuck
It's all good but I ain't sayin' ain't wise
I'm a muthafuckin' Crip from the Compton East Side
[Hook]
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
East Side Rip Ridaz
It's a B-K all day
Cause it's still East Side till I die...
@bludragontruck9743
I was knockin this at age 15. And I'm still knockin 25yrs later at 40. Still tru to da hood.
@loctonetone9397
@Lao Gang disrespectful slob you are.
@demarezwilkerson56
😂😂😂
@martinharvey7270
90s is the last of a dying breed. True bangers, hustlers, soliders. We all OG now
@T.Maximus
C-Murder..
@unkown211_
Fkn oath brother ftw
@TheLakers24788
"talkin shit up on the mic, but you a bitch on the streets" - 95% of all rappers today
@straightupoldies1991
Definitely especially on there 1s down a dark alley
@mamnykk8515
I like supergirl
@terrykennedy4007
23 bitch😎💪