Steady Dippin'

[Intro: Do Or Die] Smooth baby Steady dippin' And for all the B-K's in 93 But you don't hear me though Straight everyday bangin' Slangin' you know what I mean? Uh, the evil-ass C-Side Steady dippin' [Verse: Do Or Die] Back into my neighborhood, stop at daytime Get a bag of chips and a dollar whine Roll down Greenleaf, make a left on Caress Fire up the endo, can't fuck with the stress Hangin' out with my niggas (Fire up the bud, Cuz) Sittin' in my '4 With fingers on the trigger Always ready for some set trippin' That's why I'm dippin' and dappin', crippin' and dippin' never catch me slippin' Checkin' out the bitches (What's up bitch?) Raise up the phone And fuck with the switches Front back And pause on threes Rag Top Four Sittin' on them D's Checkin' ass for the big booty one (Damn, she got ?) Mackin to the skunk and let her ride shotgun Roll by the park And check the niggaros Straight-up Crips and G rolls (What's up Cuz?!) Checkin' out the niggas from hangin' like nuts Even when One-Time pulls up One-Time'll get checked like a bitch White boys in his niggas' click (Bitch!) Move on before you can't pass And Awol 3rd'll come back to hurt your ass You ain't gon' change a goddamn thang The plan is simple cause thangs don't change When you're gone (Shit ain't changed Cuz!) We still be crippin' And makin' cash money Steady dippin' [Hook: DJ Quik] The underground is moving thangs! [Verse: Miss C-Note] Watching Boyz N Tha Hood with do or die Them Crips is rollin' deep and I’m sl**‘ niggas drivin red hyndias That’s why I couldn't be a Snoop, I gots to have my 9 My bk’s an my muthafuckin’ Coupe In my Caddy hittin' corners, hittin' the switches, droppin' quick ru niggas by my Tip Like a bitch 6-0 Rollin deep murderin' them 20’s Crenshaw Mafia I kill them good and plenty C-Note is the muthafuckin' G-Bitch I got my grip tuck down in my cleavage And if a nigga wanna jack I got my steel dip gat Strap down, where the muthafuckin' pussy at Hit a ‘Ru nigga cause I gots somethin to prove? Take him to a motel and pull a muthafuckin’ jack move Me be tryin 2 rob oooh, never! C'Note: a muthafuckin' Crip forever.. [Hook: DJ Quik] [Verse: Sin Loc] Much Crip love On a blue day like this Packin' a .44 Roll in a Crip 6' They call me Sin Loc Yes, the G that ain't no joke The mystery of mess With a killa Snoop rat flow See a Slob's brain dread while I'm dippin' And I'mma hit the fool up With two C's cause I'm steady crippin' Sin Loc a mastermind of respect So you don't get it twisted Cause if you do Stretch you get stretched Sayin' to keeps no bustas outta gangbang fool Much Crip love and we can't stand die-'Rus Now if it's twisted then I twisted for your kid sake See cause I'm roll about mine that means I don't fake So put your dead rag back into your pocket fool Only thang you swingin' on us nuts when I drop you Ain't noboby living like no dead rag busta And when I'm steady dippin' Respect is from the shoulders Cause Sin Loc'll peel any Snoop At his own will But It's time for black folks to try to take a chill pill And quit going against the grain on each other Cause worst than dread, I can't stand to see a dead brother So I ain't trippin' on them bustas if I catch 'em slippin' I just don't give mines up and just keep steady dippin' [Verse: Blue Ragg] I'm dippin' on the East Side of the Compton Hub For the neighborhood Crip gang Cuz I got much love I'm givin' it up To the rest of the Crip gangs Steady crippin' and puttin' in work on them Slobs main Kelly Park, Atlantic drive and South Side Spook towns always down to hoo-ride Farm dog, nutty blocc and tragniew It's killin' up them Snoops like Vietnam goose Lantana blocc, the swamps and original front Be hoo-ridin' on Slobs all through the month Ducky hood, Palmer blocc and original pocket Be pluggin' on off brands like a plug socket Park Village, Santana and Mona Park The ?come-up? is up to way Puttin' a slug in a Snoop's heart And by the way: Crippin' don't stop! Cause them Front Street crips in Watts gots much props Jordan downs, fushed town and P.J's Two 1-11 N-HOOD is steady crippin' on them Avenues Main Street, East Coasts and Rollin' 60 N-Hood Is always crippin' and nuthin' on damn good Two C's up to L-B-C School yard shotgun and A-G-C Shot outs to them 9-7 kitchens And Original Crip sets That I couldn't mention Much Crip love, Blue Rag's outta here and I'm steady dippin'..