What's happ'nin' Bloooood? Oh baby, oh baby I say-ay-ay-y-y-y-y Piruuuu Loooove, babyyyyy Baby-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y Piruuuu Looooove Piru Looove Babyyyyy (BLOODY MARY) Now in the Bity of Bompton LIME HOOD is down with the MOB HOLLY HOOD and CROSS ATLANTIC off of Bompton Boulevard Every town has an ELM STREET but not a Freddy Krueger Don't get caught In the JUNGLE's or a Park called LUEDERS On Rosecrans pass Oleander at the light TREE TOP is to the left, FRUIT TOWN is on the right 1-5-1's and WESTSIDE PIRUS slay past dark And the only other Blood hood is CAMPANELLA PARK HACIENDA, SWANS and BOUNTY HUNTERS'll call ya number ROLLIN' 30's and 20's OUTLAWS, SIXX DEUCE BRIMS will put you under CABBAGE PATCH, CENTER PARK, HARVARD PARK, ATHENS PARK too SCOTTSDALE, NEIGHBORHOOD, HAWTHORNE, WATERFRONT, all Pirus L.A. DENVER LANES, there's more in Pasadena AVENUES, BLOOD STONE, INGLEWOOD FAMILY The PUEBLOS, BLOOD STONE VILLIANS, BLACK P. STONE CIRCLE CITY and EASTSIDE BISHOPS got it goin' on With the M.G.'s, QUEEN STREET, V.N.G's ain't no stoppin' the VILLAGE TOWN, EASTSIDE PAIN, CRENSHAW MAFIA BE-BOP WATTS, CITY STONES and the SKYLINES Don't say Cuz 'cause Blood, this is Piru all the time (YOUNG MALCOLM) Piruuuuu Loooove Westsiiiiiide Babyyyyyy Piruuuu Piruuuuu Loooove Bompton Piruuuuuu Babyyyyyy (REDRUM 781) Now - the settin is in the muthafuckin' oneway Niggas banged up, meetin' up on a Sunday Run across the street just to get some brews and shit Well, what do you know? A nigga slippin' wearin' flue and shit It's on, I take the flag out my pocket, then Wrap it around my knuckles make a fist And lock it Deposit a blow to the jaw as I bank him Break a 40 on top of the counter then I shank him Leave him layin' in the color he hates the most But it don't matter now Cause he's a gangbangin' ghost Crab is the meat on my menu Piru is the gang Hell, I was been through But I'm a soldier to the very end I hate Crabs with the passion, my attitude is grim, so I slip clips in the automatics Niggas wanna roll through No, I ain't havin' it The homies are down and the girls are obedient Crabs ain't naythin' but gumbo ingredients Steadily gettin' dip addin' dogs to the roster What d'you call a ugly Crip? What? A c-monster (BLOODY MARY) Piru is Crip in reverse, put the C's on his back Your egg shell-lobster lie-ass face is gonna crack Crip: beware of the true, the glitty-glitty Glock tick-tock Crabs I stop Piru, yo Your momma can suck a dogs dick and die Chicken little Crab scared of the red apples fallin' from the sky D-Ropped and A-Bomb E-Ricket Blood was shed A-C-N-D Another Crab Nigga Dead Oh muthafuckin' well punk bitches Come over to my place I take You on a little trip, it Starts with the R Ends with E-D The riverbed you'll be lyin' and lookin' up at me Crab-ass ho's They get the fuckin' middle Niggas think it's a joke It ain't no muthafuckin' riddle Your rat pack'll get packed right in a box, sent to Your dead homies, momma right down to the block Niggas felt like they hard and then they gon' try check me I finna let your ass know You need to respect me Cause although you ain't sayin' shit You gettin' on my nerves Fluster-ass flue-wearin' niggas gettin' served (YOUNG MALCOLM) Piruuuuuu Loooooove, baaabyyyy (Piru Looo-o-ove) Piruuuuuuu Looooove, baaaabyyyyy (Yee-e-e-aaah) Piruuuuuuuu Loooooove, babyyyy (...I'm gonna be a Piru) Piruuuuuuuuuuuu Looooooove, babyyyyy (Piru Loo-o-ove, baby) (REDRUM 781) Back on the set after being locked down Crabs locked down and I love the way a Glock sounds Crownin' muthafuckas like checkers And I be puttin' niggas to sleep so they will respect us (ohh yeah) I got a vision in my head and you're a dead man When I roll in a stole red minivan I'm on a mission through the muthafuckin' East Side Inglewood against Compton A C-K Ride I glide throught the park in the dark with my gun out Bickin' back being bool in a little dugout Wait for the moment to serve 'em What the muthafuckas don't know Just might hurt 'em I cocked back the goddamn hammer And aim Directly for the fool who talkin' shit up in the slammer I guess he thought that I forgot but no I didn't for the one that caught the slug - good riddance And if you wanna run for the trees I'ma stop all that By shooting for the knees Redrum is Audi 5OOO G Kelly Park started in '85 and ended in '93 (YOUNG MALCOLM) Piruuuu Loooove Babyyyyyy... Piru Loo-o-ove I said Piru Love (BLOODY MARY) Rest In Peace to the homie Killa Wack To lil' homie Kay Ron O.G. Tookie, Iceberg, we love y'all Westside Avenue Piru B.H.I.P To Lil' homie from Eastside Bounty Hunter Watts Lil' Jay Lil' Fang Fang Denver T.I. (REDRUM 781) Mafias In Peace My homegirl Jackie Big Bazzaro Sneak Stacy Lok

All the east coast blue bloods had come out west And I watched them argue about who loved you the best I was conspicuously of my kind Overdressed but woefully under-refined With a story held together like boulders with a piece of twine Three helicopters circling Retreating and returning Your photographs were on the news And I was there just out of view I was standing with a smile chiseled into my head With a mind in retreat to the places I wished I would've been When you caught my gaze I turned away Planned an exit like a grand escape As I watched you spinning through the revelers like a cheap ballet These words all sound familiar Convictions of forever You tied a wish to a balloon Watched it fly into the blue But you will find someday soon That it will fall Yes, it will fall They all do Yes, they all do Yes, they all do They all do Yes, they all do

Siempre con respeto me dirijo a las personas sin pensarlo Así me educaron Jamás pensé llegar a este punto y fui el menor de tres hermanos El más aventado Todos los favores que les hice al parecer ya se olvidaron Recuerden cuando necesitaban Yo les extendí la mano La lealtad es un punto importante que no debes de olvidarlo Me lo dijo un sabio He visto gente que por dinero olvidan quienes lo ayudaron No son de mi agrado Hay altas y bajas yo aqui sigo Yo no me tiro del barco Con los pies bien puestos en el suelo le sigo echando putazos No porque me vean que me doy lujos Al principio no fue fácil No mucha gente apoyó Porque siempre le tire a lo grande Los que de mi se reían Hacen lo mismo que yo Seguiremos fuertes en la lucha dando puro pa' delante Nunca he de rajarme Y así nomás suenan Sus compas Los de la O, viejones Ay nomás Traigo buena escuela de mis padres Me sirvieron los regaños Nunca he de olvidarlos Ser agradecido y no morder la mano de quien me ha ayudado Y no andar con engaños No todo el que dice ser tu amigo es real Tengan mucho cuidado Aquí ando bien firme con los reales Y hago a un lado al arrimado Algunos dicen que soy mamón, otros dicen que ya he cambiado Todo lo contrario Solo porque ya no soy aquel que algún día miraron pa' abajo Y también lo humillaron En altas te sobran amistades Que en las bajas te faltaron La traición viene de quien menos lo esperas Ya lo he comprobado No porque me vean que me doy lujos Al principio no fue fácil No mucha gente apoyó Porque siempre le tire a lo grande Los que de mi se reían Hacen lo mismo que yo Seguiremos fuertes en la lucha dando pura pa' delante Nunca he de rajarme