West Coast... its time to stand up nigga
We gon unite round this motherfucker one time
Im callin every real Crip nigga
and every real B-Dogg to the table right now
Yeah... we gon push a real line right now
See if yall with this real gangsta guerrilla shit

Have you ever seen 100000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chucks blue rags grey clouds blue skies
On the move cant lose Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spray
these suckas then I cruise my granny saw it on the news
She shook up look up and then she put me on the move
I tried to get away but I couldnt get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab got caught and went to jail
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin bail
4800 with this Crippin oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg ya better get right Crip right
Eyes open cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ight
It aint no motherfuckin problem - pop-pop tick-tock
Never flip-flop 20 Crippin til I drop