[Verse 1: OYG redruM781]
Su-su-suwoop-suwoop [x3]
What's happenin', Blood?
Back on the set after 20 years (Years)
I lost my Dogs, my friends, my fam
Blood, sweat, tears (Blood, sweat and tears)
Let's get it clear that the kingdom is mine (The kingdom is mine)
Because you studio gangstas ain't pushin' the line (Ain't pushin' ya lines)
Generals and soldiers that I bang with (I bang with)
Ask any general and soldier that I hang with (I hang of)
Piru and Blood beef needs to change (Yeah)
RedruM, Olympic torch, eternal flame (Suwoo)
[Verse 2: ?]
Uh, uh, MAC's, choppers and Berettas and it ain't no stoppin'
Quick to leave a man down 'cause this Westside Bompton (Su!)
Su-West Ridas, that's the gang
They don't even get to look all they see is the flame
It's Mister, Burgundy Rag with the Burgundy Chucks (West)
Yeah, it's the young nigga still burgundy'd up (Yeah!)
In this, young measle holdin' down my kennel
Yellin' Su-West, Blood, with my hand on my pistol
[Verse 3: ?]
Red bandana (I stay flamed up, baby, haha), and false-flame Converse
Skyline card (Eastside!), know I'm at the Quik concert
Cripple Block raised me, my flag's on the right side (Everything's right, man)
I kreep when it's night time, I'mma bust at the right time (Hahahaha)
It's to the death of me, bangin' is my future
And, yeah, I chase chicken, Bloods, I'm a Pirooster (Suwoop)
Pirule the world, man, life is Piruthless
It's gettin' wild in here, you not how Piru's gets
[Verse 4: ?]
Piru is aktive, put us in the club and don't get ran through
With me, some Samoan Blood bangers, all Pirus
In Southeast, 'cause even Damus is bangin' TK (No, no, no)
With the only rules here, what do we say?
Fuck 'em, we gon' cross 'em all out (Fuck 'em, oh, oh)
If they step into the circle we gon' toss 'em all out
And now I toss this P up for my homies no longer here
This for my homies no longer here
[Verse 5: OG Big June]
Uh, yeah, June, you already know it's goin' down
When I connect the thumb with the index (Uh-huh)
To the Three to the sky, yeah, I'm bangin' that Pi' (On the real)
To the fullest, shootin' out them AK bullets
Nigga with a attitude (what?), hell yeah, I'll have at you
You go to sleep like jetlag
Whoever disrespectin' this red flag
RuM, tell 'em I said that
I stay Piru'd up, since this a Piru song
I came to show that Piru love
[Verse 6: ?]
Players in Red Uniform; PIRU the greatest
Flame bandana, bang P's so they hate it (Su-suwoo)
Eastside Rollin' 80 ways when I'm bangin'
Now I'm grippin' woop brand, poppin' P's when I'm burnin' out (Blocka, blocka, blocka)
Piru love, got me hangin' from the main line
Royal Oak Blocks spread it down from the Frontline (Eastside)
Pimps, players and Ru's, three P's for my hood block
Pushin' everything, whatever my hood got (To the sky)
[Verse 7: ?]
It's a Piru world, fulla Piru love
I got a Piru heart, I pump Piru blood
Skyline original (yeah), P's up for life (Suwoo)
Red rag Chucks, stayin' flamed up (Eastside)
Salute to the P (yeah), we all Pirus
It's a Piru movement in the Piru ornament
East to the Hawthorne, R-I-P Bloody Mary (R-I-P)
This Piru love, we keep it Piru legendary
[Verse 8: Bandanna da Ragg]
Bompton money hogs on that Piru Love tip (Yeah, P-Fonk)
Bandanna da Ragg and redruM, we run shit
Deep off in the streets where the history exist
Burgundy P hat on, same as the kicks and the whip (Hahahaha)
I'm a Orange Street don in the town where the Fruits at
Take Rosecrans and I'll guide you where the Ru's at (Follow me)
Where Moe Moe and Big Duff brought the hood scratch (Uh-huh)
And pulled out thangs and showed us how to use that (Fruitas)
[Verse 9: ?]
Yeah, uh, R-I-P Bloody Mary, West up, redruM (Big homie)
I'mma throw a Scott Park (where you at?) if you ask me where I'm from (Yeah)
Cranberry drop, dashboard look like Ocean Spray (Haha)
Dash be bickin' back while flippin' stacks, the homies smokin' J's
Never rock K-Swiss (uh-huh, hell no), cherry color Asics (Yeah)
Drive-by or knuckle up, take it to the basics (What it is)
Ain't no home base in the streets somebody save you (Nobody)
Got a redbone and red roof so we stay here
[Verse 10: ?]
Su-su-suwoop-suwoop
That's the call for the homies
Live and die from Cross Atlantic so it's all for the homies
Su-su-suwoop-suwoop
I don't say this shit for nothin'
Best believe my suwoop'll have a 100 niggas comin'
I'm a real East banger, P fingas in the sky
Fuck a picture on the shirt, get yo' ass up and ride
Lil' Skip, L-I-P, Iceman Lime in Peace
Tiny Juice, A-I-P, Chuck G, Atlantic Street!
[Verse 11: OYG Lil' Leak]
Yo, once again it's yo' friend and, yeah, I'm off of that Hen'
But I'm speakin' clearly so you niggas can comprehend
I'm always into somethin' daily committin' sin
It's that Avenue Piru Gang life that I'm in
And for my dead homies and niggas locked in the pen
It's Piru for life, my loyalty never ends
I keep my .4-5 cocked but on the block with Lil' Leak
My P-Funk love will never stop
[Verse 12: Bugs II]
Rosecrans the bullets revel (Revel)
I'm flamin' like a pebble (Pebble)
Money Over Bitches, bangin' black the color of some TEC's? is (Suwoo)
Nigga chuckin' P's from Bompton to overseas
Now a nigga kill for cheese before it was overseas (Haha)
I know you niggas heard of me, these niggas wanna murder me
I'm Bugs II, I'm on the loose, I'm bangin' with the burgundy (Yeah)
You niggas never servin' me, you better call emergency
I'm bangin' to the fullest, push the issue to the third degree (Uh)
[Verse 13: Young Do]
Okay, it's Young Do, nigga, so you know what it do
I could be draped in all blue, and I still suwoop
It's the quarter all over, I got niggas on the roof
And for the right man we lootin', they'd pair at you
And I ain't never had a gun, bitch, I ain't a shooter
And I ain't runnin' from the rope, bitch, I ain't Snoop
I'm in the giddy up in Coupe, on that Ace, doin' the loops
Talkin' L-O-V-E, P-I-R-U
[Verse 14: Dawgie (Unda Dawg)]
I make that P-Funk (uh-huh) shit brack, who really on one
I got big thangs to flip yo' ass when I'm dumpin' (Grrah)
K's, MAC-11's, .4-5's and .40's
Blew this nigga back out on Prairie Ave. they told me (Woo)
On Piru, I bang with the gunners (Gunners)
I'm turnt up wit' it, some o' these niggas runners
Leave a nigga cherried up, if he hatin' the flame
Yeah, I'm Unda Dawg from Hawthorne Piru Gang
[Verse 15: ?]
Eastside M-Lanes, you cannot shit that around me
Piru, I ain't gon' tell a thing (Nope!)
10 years ago Dooby shared the cell with Fame
I was at the end of the tear, in this cell with Train (Cell with Train)
Cosmetics put the homies comin' off the chains (Chains)
Blood spillin' like a Pitbull off yo' chain
Back to the present (present), rap's been a blessin'
So I put the homies on right back to the essence (Yeah!)
[Verse 16: Red Rok]
Geah, it's Red Rok from the Big, hoe
East Coast, West Coast, I gots to bick low (I got to!)
This is the Flame gang, bickin' back bickin' bool (Bickin' back!)
Family Gang fang? flames, brighten up my chains glow (Brighten up my!)
Yeah, I spit this verse for the homies (Flow that!)
Set 'em free and let 'em fly just like you showed me (Just like ya)
Ribbons in the Sky, Stevie Wonder for the homies (Yeah)
Hang the letter not this better than the love from the homies (Yeah)
[Verse 17: Compton Menace]
Yeah, I'm from Big Chi 6-7 Fruit Town, Bompton (Bompton)
Shells in the street for these niggas I did bopped on (Bopped on)
Red Chucks represent the blocks I done walked on (Yeah, walked on)
Pour out some liquors for my niggas that are far gone (Far gone)
Yeah, and niggas know what that rag fo' (Yeah)
Fools came fam-bam, through the backdoor (The Menace)
Rick James hittin' switches in that Rag 4 (Yeah)
All my real Pirus what I rap for (The Menace)
[Verse 18: Ruffles?]
Ruffles? get C-Sick, give a nigga the business
He talkin' wet, I'll dry him up with the big P
My turf murk first, I don't say a worst verse
The pen may keep my hand up in her purse
This shit is not an akt, homie, put down that rag
Oh, now you wearin' red, when you started doin' that?
Funk 'til they close the curtains (What's happenin', Blood?)
I'm so Piru, I should depend on the original version (uh-huh), yeah
[Verse 19: Keda Ru]
Tatted on my neck and niggas know what it stand fo' (Right)
Red rag around my head, niggas call me Rambo
I throw my hood up like the doors on a Lambo (Throw that)
It's Piru Love, Blood, what (what?) you niggas mad for?
Shit, I been bangin' since Dickinsons (Elementary)
I got a homie named Jay Rock but he ain't from the Nickersons (Uh-huh)
We all Damus (right), lemme get a suwoop
I'm Keda Ru from Crens', nigga (OHH, OHH, OHH!)
[Verse 20: ?]
Uh, uh, look, West Coast Bloods (Sky!), big B's in the sky
Red rag to the right (uh-huh), 'til the day that I die
Yeah, it started out West, but we bleedin' out East (Do that)
I do it for my homies still eatin' in the streets (Yeah)
Piru Love, it's a honor just to say that (Know that)
Disrespect the Bloods, you can die where you lay at
Suwoop, throw it up when we say that (Right)
Ayo, redruM, tell 'em keep this on playback
[Verse 21: ?]
Links don't fonds (woo) with the Ru's, Blood, you bombin' this (For real)
Lincoln Park started off these rules to be honest, G
Clap back at niggas that, came through and clapped at me
I was only tryna keep home less security
Lost loved ones, in the name of free unity
'Cause that's the only white men Ru gon' end
About to have a Damu function (Suwoo)
Niggas flamed up smokin', now Skylines welcome
There, you heard it from the horse's mouth (Suwoooo)
[Verse 22: ?]
I rep the Ru's, P-I's, the love never dies (Naw)
They multiplies, just look at in why
The movement, the lifestyle, the representation (Funky)
Funky motivation (fonky), all around the nation (Suwoo)
My home is the motherland, Westside CP (Piru)
To the T, and I rep it to the P (Suwoo)
OYG, from the 5-5-4
And you can't get it twisted, homie, I just let you know
[Verse 23: ?]
You don't want it with the burners, flyin' guillotine, cock-a-doodle-doo
Nigga, Piru everything
Burgundy Chucks on deck with the red strings
[?] with [?], even when I sit flamed
You know how to gangbang, Bompton, California
I'll show you how we run thangs
Suwoop in the Turner Lane, toast to redruM
Nigga, Piru everythang
[Verse 24: West Lil' Daddy]
I am the West Lil' Daddy (West Coast) but I ain't cute
Bet whatever on that who wanna pay yo' loot
Any bitch (anybody), I'm crazy like Jesús
Fuck a feeder fish (hey), about my grip, bitch, cash rules
And I'm nutty as the cash, dude
'Cause I've been endorsed with mo' drama than Papoose
Realer nigga than me (that's right), yet to see one
But I'm ridin', West Coastin' (West) with my nigga redruM
[Verse 25: ?]
W's up, W's in the air, baby, I represent the West (West)
So when I twist my finger in the middle know that I'm the best
Sippin' on Bloody Mary (hah), Rest in Peace Bloody Mary (Uh-huh)
I dedicate my hair color to you, I keep it cherry
Kool-Aid inside and still in the hood, we crackin'
Thunderbird know it's on but now we sippin' Patrón (Uh)
Them blockers (uh) steal the block but most of you niggas not
Most of my niggas gone, it's just another sad song
P fly
[Verse 26: Young Chief?]
It's the P-Funk bidness but the P stand for Principice (Okay)
Lord knows I remain humble at my pinnacle (Lord knows)
Legendary life, the red mad swag invincible (Right)
Heart of a soldier and the mind of a general (Okay)
Throw this B for all my suwoos, in general
They call me Young Chief like the logo on Santana, yo
It's double H's everywhere I go
So if you feelin' that, throw up two 4's
[Verse 27: ?]
Picture me rollin', windows open (Uh)
Course it ain't realer than, though it ain't slowin' (Uh)
Ask for my license (What?)
What's the commotion? (Yo, what's all that fo'?)
Got the feds all on a nigga like lotion (They on me)
And I got this big .45 that I'm holdin' (Ruh, ruh)
That will leave my foes on the roadside soakin' (Soakin')
Huh, I'm G'd up from the feet up
Blood gang, Billy Badd Ass, throw your B's up (Up)
Mood love, that's what I joined the gang for (For years)
Nine Treys who I bang for (The B's!)
Oh, please, if you ain't reppin' for the OG's
Tell me what the fuck you flag for? (What's up with that?)
Artist, the folks with the bangin', you missed this (Huh)
Me, I got a gift in this rappin'; Christmas (Huh)
Hit a few switches, froo-froo districs
London boy's in this suwoop business (Oh)
[Verse 28: ?]
What up, Blood (what up)? P-Funk, what it be, dog? (Brazy!)
From the East to the West, say your G's, dog
I used to flame from the Borders to the North Face (Uh-huh, the Bricks)
Even in the snow we banged on a daily basis
Brick City certified (yeah!), hood pass never past (Brick City!)
I'm a Ru so I flew and linked up to the motherland (That's right, bro)
It's all love unless you wanna be a foe
Then it's 7-81 (what up, homie? Hahaha) at redruM, fo' sho'
[Verse 29: Sad Boy Big B]
Eight on my business, my Ru's gon' with it (Salute!)
Memphis be the biz where you come up missin' (Asu!)
Opposition hatin' on a proper demonstration (That is true!)
There's some proper OG's (OG's!) still bangin' tryna make it (Yeah!)
From Saint Heights but on the Ave., I'mma take it (I'mma take it!)
Give back to the streets (streets), get that, get paid (Get that!)
Rum said it best "To get with it, flamed by your side"
That's the Sad Boy Big B, Woop gang (Blood!)
[Verse 30: ?]
Suwoop! Homie, who are you, homie? (Who are you?)
Had to give it up for my Damu and Ru homies
YG payin' dues to all my true homies (Uh-huh)
All the G's that raised me and put it down befo' me
Big B's and P's (uh-huh, throw 'em up), cherry and burgundy Chuck T's
'64 Impala on gold D's
With 4 gangstas all parolies
Suwoop soldiers, we don't give a fuck 'bout police
[Verse 31: Don-GG (King of Amsterdam)]
[This verse is in Dutch]
[Verse 32: ?]
Yeah, this for my Damu Nation
I Piru Love and with pride, I'm being this 5-9 Gang Blood
I separate the real from fakes
So when they do Damus dig me, they know how to buck straight
To all my dogs on Range, that got the freedom of speech
Only that NiNi got the freedom to teach
To light up my mood, don't ride that 5
That's where I'm from, I'm Damu and I'm proud
Yeah, Piru Love
[Verse 33: Lil' Squeak]
Fruit Pama, I'm a VN Rida
Real Eastsida off of Belenchagas?
It's the gun toter with another one in the holster
Can I get a suwoop for all the P-Funk soldiers? (SU-SU-SUWOOP-SUWOOP)
I'm Brimmin', rivals can't hang, they try to join us
They should put "Piru Street" on every corner
I'm Lil' Squeak, pushin' out the Valley, 2P's
RedruM, good lookin' out, on the P
[Verse 34: Stacee Adams]
Pacoima Piru, Eastside 12-700
From the Valley in the Shadow of Death, forever gunnin'
Stacee Adams on the rise, the love will never die
118th East, off at Glen Oak straight to the 9
Jeans saggin', burgundy rag hang out my right
Big Morf? Homes, fresh off a bid, Piru for life
To all my Damus, every Ru homie locked in the Module
Every Ru hood, I'm showin' my Ru love, it's Ru's up
[Verse 35: ?]
Uh, uh, woo, woop woop, I won't stop being a Blood
Prep gang, Woop gang in the cherriest Chucks, hey (Wait up)
Motherfuckas they can eat up some slugs
Bang dissed it, to the Jungles, niggas know what it does (Suwoo)
But it's, Blood, it's Funk love (Funk love), it's suwoop gangin' (Suwoo)
I hit the trunk at the club, now the mood changin'
Anybody fire it up, the squirter put him out
Blood gang brought the wiper but you a fuckin' tramp, damn
[Verse 36: Ganxsta Ridd]
Now in the Bity of Hawthorne, Piru down with the Mob (Woop, woop)
LA Leakers, Kabbage Patch off from Boston Boulevard
5-10, we like Elm Street, we got them ready Lugers
Don't get caught in the Views, if you owe someone goo them
Off [?] at the Past, Avalons at the light
Kelly's Park is to the left, Scottsdale's on the right
Deuce-1-8 Westside Pirus, bang past dark
And the only other Funk hood is Eastside Scott Park
[?] Westside Bounty Hunters?, 10 Bam pull yo' number
Waterfront, East Side Pain, Rose Town?, Blood, but you wonder
Piru a loathe off, gangstas gots to come ruthless
I'm a Pi' 'til I die, I'm a Ru 'til I'm toothless
From the G's, to the babies, from the YG's (uh) to the Elm's
Keep Piruin', free all my killas locked in jail
Rest in Peace to the homie Hotdog, Bloody Mary, this for you
I'mma Su' 'til I die, and I'mma Woop 'til I'm through
Cherry red, burgundy, pushin' that Funkline
Don't say "Cuz" 'cause, Blood, this is Piru, all the time
[Outro]
Su-su-suwoop-suwoop
