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Crip Blue Hundreds Video (MV)




Performed By: Big Moochie Grape
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Sergio Richardson




Big Moochie Grape - Crip Blue Hundreds Lyrics
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Big Moochie
(Let the band play)
Yes, sir
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah
Ayy, we gon' call this process of elimination, dog, you know what I'm sayin'
Finna get you niggas out the way, you know what I'm sayin'
You niggas dead meat
Let's go

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny (shit really sound funny as hell)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money (lil' nigga, you broke as hell)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin' (trap, trap be jumpin', yeah)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds (keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah)

Young nigga so high, finna take off, I'm launchin' (yoom)
Straight gangster shit, nigga, you know how we comin' (we comin')
I'm trappin' that pack from a Sunday to Sunday (a Sunday to Sunday)
My lil' nigga with me, he swipin' and punchin' (he scammin')
I kept your bitch, stuffin' this dick her stomach (ugh)
I'm feelin' like Caesar, my niggas go monkey (go monkey)
Slide on your shit, we got hundreds on hundreds (grrt, grrt)
Paper Route, rich niggas, that's money on money (on Illuminati)
I was just unfortunate, now a nigga stuntin' (I'm stuntin')
Lil' bitch like, "Moochie, why you doin' all that tonguing?" (What?)
Eat shit up, ho, 'cause I ain't never had nothin' (eat shit up)
One call, that's all, make the gang go huntin' (one call)
Uh, catchin' that pack, do no frontin' (catchin' it)
VVS diamonds on me, they be rumblin' (uh)
Uh, bustin', uh (uh), jumpin', uh (uh)
My watch and my chain, they be fussin' (uh)
I been the shit since I stepped in the game (stepped in the game)
Got me a coupe and I blew out the brains (I blew out the brains)
In the big body Benz and I'm takin' two lanes (skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma do the whole deal like my first name was Dame (rich-ass)
I'ma mold all my bitches, they gotta get trained (they gotta be trained)
Made an oath to my niggas, I never would change (I never would change)
I love my big brother, shit won't be the same (long live Flippa)
Just watch over me while I kill the rap game (kill the rap game)

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny (shit really sound funny as hell)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money (lil' nigga, you broke as hell)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin' (trap, trap be jumpin', yeah)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds
(Keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah, yes, sir)

Thirty racks on me, the skinny way (racks)
You know my pockets all blue (racks, racks)
Go shop in big Saks when there's nothin' to do (Saks Fifth)
Hit your bitch from the back, then she gave me the scoop (hit your bitch)
I flawless my grills, fifteen hundred a tooth (fifteen)
I can be still, but my diamonds still move (still move)
This young nigga wet like he jumped out a pool (wet, wet)
Gang bangin', back then I made it look cool (I made it look cool)
He wanna be famous, his face on the news (grrt-grrt)
Double cup full of mud, don't do the booze (double cup)
Got a young nigga with me with a baby face, don't be fooled (don't be fooled)
Serve in the living room, jay's smoke crack in the back room (true story)
Trap spot, f*ck a nigga bitch in the bathroom (no cap)
The shit that I rap about, son, know I been doin' (on God)
The whole hood on it, so you know I was in influenced (uh-huh)
Go get you a sack or a gun and go get to it (yes, sir)

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny
(Shit really sound funny as hell, Big Moochie)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money
(Lil' nigga, you broke as hell, Gigantic)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin'
(Trap, trap be jumpin', yeah, the biggest)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds
(Keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah, humongous)
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Big Moochie
(Let the band play)
Yes, sir
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah
Ayy, we gon' call this process of elimination, dog, you know what I'm sayin'
Finna get you niggas out the way, you know what I'm sayin'
You niggas dead meat
Let's go

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny (shit really sound funny as hell)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money (lil' nigga, you broke as hell)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin' (trap, trap be jumpin', yeah)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds (keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah)

Young nigga so high, finna take off, I'm launchin' (yoom)
Straight gangster shit, nigga, you know how we comin' (we comin')
I'm trappin' that pack from a Sunday to Sunday (a Sunday to Sunday)
My lil' nigga with me, he swipin' and punchin' (he scammin')
I kept your bitch, stuffin' this dick her stomach (ugh)
I'm feelin' like Caesar, my niggas go monkey (go monkey)
Slide on your shit, we got hundreds on hundreds (grrt, grrt)
Paper Route, rich niggas, that's money on money (on Illuminati)
I was just unfortunate, now a nigga stuntin' (I'm stuntin')
Lil' bitch like, "Moochie, why you doin' all that tonguing?" (What?)
Eat shit up, ho, 'cause I ain't never had nothin' (eat shit up)
One call, that's all, make the gang go huntin' (one call)
Uh, catchin' that pack, do no frontin' (catchin' it)
VVS diamonds on me, they be rumblin' (uh)
Uh, bustin', uh (uh), jumpin', uh (uh)
My watch and my chain, they be fussin' (uh)
I been the shit since I stepped in the game (stepped in the game)
Got me a coupe and I blew out the brains (I blew out the brains)
In the big body Benz and I'm takin' two lanes (skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma do the whole deal like my first name was Dame (rich-ass)
I'ma mold all my bitches, they gotta get trained (they gotta be trained)
Made an oath to my niggas, I never would change (I never would change)
I love my big brother, shit won't be the same (long live Flippa)
Just watch over me while I kill the rap game (kill the rap game)

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny (shit really sound funny as hell)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money (lil' nigga, you broke as hell)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin' (trap, trap be jumpin', yeah)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds
(Keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah, yes, sir)

Thirty racks on me, the skinny way (racks)
You know my pockets all blue (racks, racks)
Go shop in big Saks when there's nothin' to do (Saks Fifth)
Hit your bitch from the back, then she gave me the scoop (hit your bitch)
I flawless my grills, fifteen hundred a tooth (fifteen)
I can be still, but my diamonds still move (still move)
This young nigga wet like he jumped out a pool (wet, wet)
Gang bangin', back then I made it look cool (I made it look cool)
He wanna be famous, his face on the news (grrt-grrt)
Double cup full of mud, don't do the booze (double cup)
Got a young nigga with me with a baby face, don't be fooled (don't be fooled)
Serve in the living room, jay's smoke crack in the back room (true story)
Trap spot, f*ck a nigga bitch in the bathroom (no cap)
The shit that I rap about, son, know I been doin' (on God)
The whole hood on it, so you know I was in influenced (uh-huh)
Go get you a sack or a gun and go get to it (yes, sir)

Nigga be broke tryna diss shit, really sound funny
(Shit really sound funny as hell, Big Moochie)
Broke-ass nigga, you know you ain't gettin' no money
(Lil' nigga, you broke as hell, Gigantic)
Got rich off the rap, but I still got the trap house bumpin'
(Trap, trap be jumpin', yeah, the biggest)
OG, on the Crip, but I still keep the Crip Blue hundreds
(Keep the Crip Blue hundreds, yeah, humongous)
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Writer: Sergio Richardson
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