Freddie Gibbs, Mozzy, G Perico, League of Starz - Colors lyrics

Some of the Crips and the Bloods
Two of LA counties most vicious gangs
LA police are getting their orders as they
Prepare for another assault on street gangs
Let me just ask you this
Yah what is that? OG On The Blade
You know what I mean Yah
Often times a Nigga had to trip on Bloods and
Crips Bgs, Yah League of Starz Yah, Yah, Yah

Gary nigga, blowin' doja, switched it over
West coast
Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa
Nigga was an old school IVC
Fred come flip these pies with me
Livin' that California dream
Deliverin' dope in that limousine
And a nigga was like my pops out here
Put me on when I dropped out here
"Back home I know you Vice Lord but them
Red cars'll get you popped out here"
I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo SS
With the T tops out here
A lot of fuck boys stay hatin' that
But these LA hoes on my jock out here
Got a plug bitch fresh out of Inglewood
Smoke real good
Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food
I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip
Though 'cause he a 6-0
And I can still move through St andrews
With Eight Tray's like it ain't shit though
I know Hoover niggas
I mean Groover niggas that have been
Down for that kick door
I ain't fuck 'round since I touched down
On that westcoast with this shit
Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets
I'd had seen death over for this shit
You might live today and get ate tomorrow
Like leftovers and shit
Bitch, often times a nigga had to
Trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Niggas on that, "Yo, where
You from?" and, "Yo, What you bang?" shit
Often times a nigga had to
Trip on Bloods and Crips
Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Thugs, gang bangers
And drug slangers I hang with
Often times a nigga took a
Trip with Bloods and Crips

You must don't know no better, boy
This shit is so aggressive
Gang bangers pop out
That's how we send a message
Get up close and then you stretch
From doin' all that flexin'
One down, now we lookin' for the next one
Boy, I'm ballin' and bangin' from
Monte Carlos to Rangers in your set
Bang a bitch with a car full of gangsters
It's active out here
It ain't just the summer
This shit be crackin' all year, boy
And it be Blood on Blood, Crip on Crip
Fuckin' with a nigga that's
Cut'll get you chipped
Them politics real from the
Streets to the pen sex, money, violence
That's what make my world spin
If I gotta trip on anybody, for any problems
We gonna get anybody and
Keep gettin' dollars
So, tell me do you bang
Nigga? What set you claim, Nigga?
It's all the same once that 9 go bang

Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Niggas on that, "Yo, where
You from?" and, "Yo, What you bang?" shit
Often times a nigga had to
Trip on Bloods and Crips
Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Thugs, gang bangers
And drug slangers I hang with
Often times a nigga took a
Trip with Bloods and Crips

Four Finger bangin', these niggas
Know I'm a gangster, Ma
Them cap guns prepare me for phonkin'
I like to thank you, Ma
Your baby boy a felon, these
Niggas been tryna spank me, Ma
Gotta catch a body, that's how
You climb up the rankings, Ma
Red rag, flame game
Head-shot'll paint the pavement
Gang related state-of-mind
I refuse to make a statement
You ain't hangin', you ain't bangin'
Killers in my affidavit
Tattoos on all they faces
Résumé consist of yankin'
They cuttin' from a different
Blanket, different quilt, Different cloth
On the B, I got some kiways I could
Call to pick you off
Free my brother from the clanker
Keep your nigga lit, It's law
We got different point of views because of
All the gangster shit I saw

Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Niggas on that, "Yo, where
You from?" and, "Yo, What you bang?" shit
Often times a nigga had to
Trip on Bloods and Crips
Color of my dollars stay proper
That's what I claim, Bitch
Mobbin' in my old school
Impala, candy the frame, Shit
Thugs, gang bangers
And drug slangers I hang with
Often times a nigga took a
Trip with Bloods and Crips

I'm down for it because I'm a true nigga
A true nigga i come from the heart
Why? Why be in a gang? What's in it for you?
What's in it? I mean you get killed right?
Yah
You mean some of your friends been killed?
Yah simple cause what's this simple cause?
Being a nigga going down with the
Niggas that's how we feel
We die, it's like we go kill one of them -
Till one of them die, because
They down for it, They had
Get took out they come back and
Then it's a feud till
They don't want no more til
Everybody just drop it
But ain't nobody gonna drop it
Bloods and Crips