feat. Baby Skar

[Jayo Felony]

It's how it goes down

Hoodsta style

The Remix

West Coast killin like that! (One Shot Kill)

Y'all know what's crackin

The whole Roc-A-Fella shut down!



Enemy's goals come at me foul

I bust 'em in they bowels

For this rag 4 mag, bitch get shit bag

Watch me hit this fag with sack with this

Till I die "Crip or Cry" Mista Nice Guy's dead

Is in hood to the heart and his .47 to the head

Think you can scrap? I got scrap

But see it's only one thing, I got this strap

And they ain't goin for none of that

Comprehend like "You don't just wanna end your career here"

When the bullet hits your collarbone you know it's like "Fuck a career"

I drink a ?? to ya soul, muthafucka rich roll

Hit you and ya man, you slippin, fuck up his stroll

Cuz, and that's just how these hoodstas roll

Talkin 'bout "Is he a blood or is he crip?"

Nigga I sock that faggot in his big ass lip

Put a straight jacket on me, cuz I'm throwin a tantrum

And all the crips across the world y'all gone sing this anthem



[Crip Chorus: Jayo]

We stay trued up! Blued up!

True fat laces, true blue chucks

We Crippin till we die cuz, and'll shoot you up

Cock the .38 from the G homie used to shoot up



[Blood Chorus: Baby Star]

We stay flamed up! Banged up!

Bright red laces, flamed up chucks

It's Piru till we die blood, and'll shoot you up

Cock the .38 from the G homie used to shoot up





[Baby Star]

Dulo, get names spit flames

Thought cus Pac laid off ya shit change?

Shit ranged, hell naw they bit game

Every time ya hit, bitch slang

Bit names, bustin other niggas shit can



You crossed the line bloo