yo there was this crip crip crip ended up more cripple than handy man went hoo ridin and know who s hidin in a minivan surrounded by the sick niggas count to four and e rickets out the fuckin door and all the time now i mma wreck the fly shit crabs steady screamin oh my it hurts please don t put the gun to my ear i do anything you want say anything you wanna hear say fuck crabs now i might let you live baby sick got something for you should i tell you what it is what the piru like you better tell it fast unless you want a rose up your dead funky ass wass happenin blood if you say crab i say killa fool i m bangin 24 7 now will the niggas with heart to be one of the few tell that dusty ass crabs just what they should do baby sick said let em hear a pop drop the crab grab the glock boo boo flag and bhakis got flamed up no doubt the crab lost his life cause there s never no way out  here we go again doin shit just to get paid gettin rough rugged through blue that you can t fade play the b side the c side is wack gettin busy with the k gang now you know where i stay at hey mr do or die i saw you mackin to my ho but see it was a setup so i can pull a do low sit your ass up got my niggas like i should so i call the homie bone yo there s crabs in the hood but he got away cause he ran through pass woodworth now he s goin down 1 0 4 once again it s the dallas mafioso the only times i like crabs when i m eatin on gumbo it s different types of crabs like the ones that make ya itch tha shit you get for fuckin a ricket bitch mess with funky cock trip with no c s swap meet shop on county check recipient i m creepin through the hood like freddy krueger your worst dream when i leave your hood is a crime scene remember that peace shit don t bring it to the bottomsville like seven up never had it never will please m gang everybody is peacin and the mafia s peacin niggas you tweakin run run rickets keep on the hidin i m red rag and i m keep on ridin no way out i keep on ridin with the strap in my lap you re fuckin around and i ll be poppin hollow point caps i m pointin that niggas snaps on the back of they skull blowin up your hand cause your gang sign is dull and i ve got love for the ru s the bloods are included redrum 7 8 1 crabs are deluted my gathors givin a kick much harder than a push you fuck with my bitch so you get caught up in my ambush work up back to me to givin a blast as soon as his crab ass party i have to crash i dash to the cut grab the gats so i can end them the crab motherfuckers want no what hit them now i m creepin through the alley like a shadow ready for battle the backyard is pack with people like some cattle the ricket nigga thought that i was playin so i hopped on the walls and start to sprayin aimin for the door waitin for the crab to bum rush for the head turnin brains into slush payback s the bitch blood that s what i m about and when i m on your ass nigga it ain t no motherfuckin way out