C-Sick lyrics

[Verse 1: REDRUM 781]
Crabs can't fade this because I made this to be stainless
The mind is a terrible thing to waste so I leave you brainless
The sh*t that I do makes me famous
Say my name before you die
And I'll make your death painless
My goal is your muthaf*ckin' throat
The adams apple would be slit by my cross bow
I throw low blows enough and I cuts like a Ginsu
You wanna hoo-ride, do you know what you're gettin' into?
I don't think so I grab your ho and hit the door
Nuthin' but Crabs stranded on Death Row
The L to the B blockin' out the third letter (¢)
Before I put a slug in the center of your sweater
Drop dogs like [?]
Ricket so runnin' up before I hold up my strap
And they froze
No one knows - of my homicidal capacity
I'm a pretty boy with the gangsta mentality
Hey, what can I say?
I let my Uzi do the talkin' and I spray
It's just another muthaf*ckin' C-K
Cowards Run In Pack so they take off
Their caskets will be close cause I blew his f*ckin' face off

[Bridge]
"Yeah FRUIT TOWN PIRU n*gga
They all gettin' C-sick
Them DENVER LANES and they all gettin' C-sick"
[Verse 2: RED RAG]
Well I guess I'm a gangsta
You probably know me by now
But the way that I look when I'm starin' Rickets down
I gotta stroll
I got some homies that's old, they OG's
My n*ggas packin' bank rolls
When I step up I make Rickets run and hide
Committin' suicide - justifiable homicide
Derange maniac mind of a lunatic
So damn nuts I go hunt with the toothpick
Cause I remember back to my early years
Step punk (pop pop) f*ck the Crab and we outta there
We use to do that sh*t again again
Kick out the door, say hello to my little friend
Gimme the money, the Gat and we ready to go
We outta here, yo Dogg, grab the yayo
Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
But n*gga tried be hard, pull a Gat outta shirt
My n*gga Dogg Poppin' one dead in they forehead
Stomp his ass as we watch his head bled
You see a man f*cked up for all and y'all
Pump they ass like a muthaf*ckin' holocaust
As we gon' blow in their ass like whistles
Pumpin' they ass full of lead like pencils
We outta there after that the sh*t we did
My n*gga Dog said don't f*ck with the "kid", we on a rampage
[Bridge]
"Yeah My muthaf*ckin' Loco and Big Wak it's gettin' C-sick My homie Pops and my n*gga gettin' C-sick"

[Verse 3: LIL' STRETCH]
I'm gettin' C-sick I roll through the neighborhood
A n*gga with a problem
A n*gga up to no good
Take n*ggas out with the fury of the trigga'
Have Crabs pourin' out beer for some more n*gga
Give a half f*ck about the n*gga and his homie
So I creep, pop pop, with my brother Tony
Me take a n*gga out motherf*cker retaliate
Roll on the [?] then I hit the Main Street
Roll through the West Side to pick some real n*ggas up
The homie G-Ride, Spook Dog and my n*gga Nutt
Five Line Snipe n*ggas ain't for that peace sh*t
You wanna peace something?
Piece your ass back together b*tch
The AK-47 mixed with the maniac
Straight Crab crusher, kill a Ricket, n*ggas on that
So as I creep Crab n*ggas better drop quick
Cause I got the 9 and a Deuce and I'm C-sick

[Outro]
"Yeah, we give a shot-outs to all them gangsta-ass n*ggas that's gettin' C-sick
Yeah, one by one check it out
East Side BOUNTY HUNTER n*ggas is gettin' C-sick
West Side M Gang, they all gettin' C-sick
East Side MILLER GANGSTAS, you know they gettin' C-sick
Them WEIRDO Gang and they all gettin' C-sick
NINE-DUECE BE-BOPP WATTS n*ggas they gettin' C-sick
C-P-B's and they all gettin' C-sick
Yeah, LUEDERS PARK PIRU n*ggas are gettin' C-sick
Them A-P-G's and they all gettin' C-sick
Yeah n*gga, what about that West Side A-P-B n*gga they gettin' C-sick
The INGLEWOOD FAMILY and they all gettin' C-sick"