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Red flag, red flame, this that Red City Ask them East Coast boys, sh*t ain't been pretty Caught a Grape lackin’, made his shirt look like spaghetti All that blue talk gon’ have you sleepin’ where it's deadly F**k a Rollin’ anything, we pop tires Crip tears fallin’ when we lightin’ up fires Slide through Carson, ain't no choir Just choppers singin’, Brimz bringin’ that wire Blue hats turn to red spots on the ground Big guns talk loud, I don’t argue, I just sound Every Crip set dead, that’s the wave I’m on now/

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