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'Cause I'ma keep it G real. I don't fuck with you, cuz You disrespected me. You disrespect my hood by telling me Take off my flag, asking how gangster I was, nigga You lucky on that day I was acting cool, cuz I told you I ain't got time for that, but nigga, today I got time, cuz ("You know what? We likes to party...We likes to party We likes to party We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody...") Ay young world, the world is yours Ay young world, the world is yours Young world, young world The world is yours Young world, the world is yours The world is yours The world is yours The world is yours The president say he wants to Make America Great Again Fuck that shit, we gon' Make America Crip Again, cuz As I look around I see so many millionaires With skin like mine, don't pretend like I'm With that bullshit your president been tweeting Them black boys is balling out, the whole block been eating SongtexteYou punk pigs we calling out I'ma line y'all on up Then start my own league, I'ma sign y'all on up I'm thinking who my heroes be, thank God for the Negro League Colin Kaepernick was black balled, ah, nigga please This still America with three K's, believe that shit The world is yours my nigga, so go and see that bitch Every chance you get, hit that lick and get that shit Put your name down and your thang down We gon' Make America Crip Again Ay young world, the world is yours Ay young world, the world is yours Young world, young world The world is yours Young world, the world is yours The world is yours The world is yours The world is yours Don't ya look strange Having all that power but you won't make change But don't trip, we Crip and we gang up too And if I do a count, I'm sure we got more guns than you Now just imagine if we stop shooting our own kind I'm a Crip with no color lines, that mean I'm colorblind I learned that, turnt that, Willie Lynch, burnt that G status, earned that Now that I'm your OG, it's my job to teach you Show you, look out, reach you Every chance you get, hit that lick and get that shit And put your name down and your thang down We gon' Make America Crip Again Ay young world, the world is yours Ay young world, the world is yours Young world, young world The world is yours Young world, the world is yours The world is yours The world is yours The world is yours ("You know what? We like to party We like to party...We like to party You know what? Yo, peep this, we like to party") Aus Songtexte Mania