Slobs Keep on Slippin`

(SIX PAC)

Now here I come with that B.K. four seven guns sit ?? right to me

Step with a Mac-11 rollin' too wise

'bout Tec-9's and double up buckshots

Type of ************t that's real known for killin' a cop

Now what's the flex the F flag, true rag?

THE BLUE RAG!

Lookin' at the news

ANOTHER SLOB IN A BODY BAG

Crippin' like I crept in the cut

By caught - slippin'

Now he six feet deep

And a ******* with him

Fool it's Crip for life I thought you knew

I guess by night you know my heart pump blue

Now as I dip from the Duece to the Ace on the Evil Side

*******s with them F's in the end chin Crip or Die

Ain't no escapin' when you enter the Franklin ************

You call it help fool we'll call it true or dare

So remember my name and my mother******' face

I throw a raid on your house like Darryl Gates

Slobs keep on slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

(AWOL & TROUBLE LOC)

Awol got a down Crip ************

Trouble Loc

Down for the Crip ************t

I caught a few Slobs so I think it's enough

If you my ************ come and ******* these Slobs up

I only stay K's up

Cause my *******'s from the K

But this is West/Side mother******' P.B.H.

Killin' Slob-ass ******* and crackers

Quick to kill Crip if that Crab try to jack us

******* the world

All *******s gotta watch their back

Cause nine times outta ten

I'm peelin' these *******s caps

Gotta strap cause I feel like slain

On the East/Side

M.S.B.K. fool

The 47 ain't just givin' it up

******* the Slob I'm a mother******' Compton nut

Straight East/Side Kelly Park Crippin'

We stay set trippin'

On them Slobs that's slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

(TROLL)

Undercover Slob ain't ************t, that's on Crip

I can't stand them, I line 'em up, back to back

And I'ma cap them at random

Lettin' the world C known, gettin' know for your hoe

Actin' like you a Snoop but runnin' high when in zone

You'se a ************ and that's real, you can feel me?

Diru's talk ************t but can't get with it or killed it

Mother******' Loc

You knows I packs a 44 so step

When I bail through your Slob-ass hood, brought a ******* and doin' dirt

So I makes it my job to flag my rag

And pack a strap so I can kill a Slob

Cuz they should've told ya

About the young Trollster

Quick to start ************t, run up ************ and I'ma smoke ya

******* ya, it's on and I'm reachin' for my chrome

Blowin' ?? and ?? with lead at your mother******' dome

Kelly Crippin' always ************ppin' when I'm dippin'

Fingers itchy as ******* and catch this Slob slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

(K-TONE)

You hard, you hang but you change

When you see the 44 chrome on your face, you don't bang, *******

You flag and sag like it's all good

You lil' ************ you only bang in your own hood

You see

Without a pause I'm willin' to die for the cause

Nuthin' to see this scar when I buck

Just watch this Slob fall

He shakin', he fakin', breakin' cause the job ain't done

Now I'm wanted for a murder and I hit-and-run

As I'm runnin'

I take a sip of the bottle

My name's K-Tone and ******* the world is the motto

As I'm tossin' my rag, they can't stand it

Because they comin' up short

In the land of the bandit

So ******* a ?? from the fame of the video

We can handle 'em when we get up out the studio

I got the gat *******ed when I'm dippin'

Because I'm straight Crippin'

So you Slobs keep on...

Slobs keep on slippin'

Slobs keep on slippin'

(BIG FREEZE & BRONCO)

Let us up outta here, loadin', make the block on these bustas

Goin' on out of my hood, it's all good, mother*******

From the Gardens to the Courts through the Village pass the Down

Set trip if you want to but you can't ******* with the Fudge Town

Reppin' or scrappin' or ratta-tat-tattin'

Provoke you to smoke you, show you hoes what's happenin'

My life style 'cause it's just gang related activity

Beanie, khaki suit, All Stars and a loaded .9 milli

If you caught in the zone a new ass hole is what I'm tear'in ya

Hope you got insurance cause your people finna bury ya

Bring the strap let the gats crack

I caught another Slob in the hood I'm a loc so I did that

A tiger shark in the dark, creep up the cut then I spray

I'm on that ass when you dash I chase you down with the 'K

Cause he pisses me off when this Crip catches you ?slippin?

Tryin' to play this game ??? playin' killers and hustlers

Leave this ************t to these G's and leave this ************t to us Locs

Cause if I catch you punkin' and gamble you for sure you get smoked

I got my .9 both *******ed and my finger on the trigger

So all y'all Slob-ass bustas leave this ************t to these real *******s

See I'm the dust kicker, the set tripper

Ain't no one is tellin' ******* Slobs *******

This is anybody killer

Slobs keep on slippin'...