Bloods & Crips - Puttin' in WorkLyrics

[DO OR DIE] I'm holdin' my 9 Fillin' the clip with Teflon Tips, so When I pull the trigger It's penetratin' shit I grab my gat and pull the trigger of the 9 Shoot you in the head, it's gonna blow your fuckin' mind I'm peelin' caps like monkey peels banana A killer for hire Just like ?? Or spits up Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm gonna get ya Uh, I'm bendin' corners, rollin' rowds in this cut Drinkin' hurt and jerk Smokin' on the blunt Burnin' down, crippin' ain't easy yo hysteria Watch slow, here I go, Slobs yellin': HIT THE FLOOR! But it's too late cause I'm smokin' on some shit Poppin' the trigger quick And poppin' another clip Poppin' the trigger quick And poppin' another clip, it's that ?? gas The fuckers bendin' corners again Turn up the sound - feelin' Act from the killin' bitch to park it As I flee from the scene jump into my ride And go through Martin Luther King till my nigga Sin For him I'm all in " ... muthafuckin' bullet I got your back Goddamn right 'cause You don't hear me though Fuck all y'all Slobs Puttin' in much work " [BLUE RAG] I'm deliverin' real in every form and characteristic Layin' Slobs in their muthafuckin' casket Puttin' in work cause my mind's gone Lookin' on my chrome to blow for Slobs gone And watch him bleed cause I careless I don't give a fuck I put you more in this chest So beware of the nigga named Blue Rag A crazy-ass Crip with a 4-4 Mag So watch out cause I'ma get you too Another Slob bites the dust, fool! Put my pen through the paper I'm holdin' Crip caper To kill me a Slob Mentally or taper But if you want to go further than that I get physical And peel your muthafuckin' cap back I give a fuck I want my sign throw Just to let you know For your muthafuckin' info Trick-ass nigga Remove the dread You live a life longer And one in the ?bed? (smoke him) Cause I'm a trigga happy Crip straight Slobs killin' expert Puttin' in much work " Puttin' in work for the muthafuckin' Slob-ass niggas Goddamn right You know I'm sayin' Right Nigga Sin... Hurtin' and all that... muthafuckers Doin' dirt like that you know I'm sayin' nigga This is Crips, ahaha " [AWOL] My nigga Sin got shot so I jumped in my '4 Swoop around the corner then I'm aimin' for the window I saw a shadow The rival not the wrong one It doesn't matter So I just can smoke a Slob one I heard the fingers, Slob's momas started runnin' out I'm vibratin' cause my bullet keep comin' out Puttin' in work a nigga said by jar While I'm trippin' and sendin' Slobs to the morgue (ahaha) Elm Street Just got picked off Dued to the fact that caine game got ticked off I told the Slob I was out to get So I pause for a minute to reload the clip (Oh yeah Loc) I pump the few right there in his ass But then I dumped down And told Crip it's the hit the gas Back to the hood that's where I hide out Cause I'm the original, only Snoops just died out You never know what a nigga is burnin' for Let's know what a nigga is gunnin' for Find a Slob and it's delivery (deliver his ass) I put in work so my day is complete " Aw goddamn right we gon' puts' in muthafuckin' work Snoop-ass Avenues Pirus A-P-be bullshit All you muthafuckin' Crenshaw Maggots CARIP! Inglewood Faggots Fuck all you Slob-ass niggas " [DO OR DIE] Another night on a mission Dumpin' the barrel, dumpin' the high Dumpin' the bucks that I'm dishin' I see y'all nigga from the other side (kill his ass) Hold up my gun And aim for his fuckin' eyes And when I'm gone I'm drinkin' on some liquor Fast ?? to take Slobs only get killed quicker [BLUE RAG] Fruitfully speakin' Blue Rag straight shit To kill me a Slob This muthafuckin' weekend (say why!) Cause I'm a Crip A Crip for life, G Pleadin' guilty To charges of insanity I'm goin' crazy every minute of the hour Crip to the heart but it's still black power Fuck the S to the L to the O-be Stay down with Crip cause Crip with me (Said smoke that muthafucka) [AWOL] Now I'ma stay down And down for the mission Let me get my Gat load ??? so I can this shit A Gee, a ride A grey Six Trey Now I can get the A-K, you goin' in plate, uh All right down, white down, show 'em hurt (nigga) I gotta hearse to jerk and straight puttin' in work " Puttin' in work Goddamn Snoops Smoke them muthafuckin' Snoops Goddamn right, 'cause Kill their punk bit ass, you know I'm sayin' Crippin' ain't easy Sorry muthafuckas I know Crippin' ain't easy You gon' puttin' in work for the 9-3's and the 9-4 Fuck all you Slob-ass niggas We gon' kill you mentally And not physically on this motherfuckin' tape... This is for you Sin Cause this is Crip 4 Life Goddamn right 'cause Now I love the Crip niggas layin' in peace Crippin' ain't easy... I put in work... "