I used to think that I wasn't fly enough
'Cause the homies told me I wasn't wild enough
But now I'm sittin' back tryin' to figure out
How to cock and aim so I could chalk 'em out
And it's killin' me, a third-degree
I shot my op from a distance
What you see in cuh you don't see in me
When I'm done, you gon' know, ain't make believe
So cuh never knew that I was Crippin'
If a nigga get to trippin', I'ma ride
Cuh never knew that I was Crippin'
If a nigga get to trippin', I'ma ride, ooh
How can you see with all this blue?
So empty my clip, the whole, the whole
Whole clip, I found you
I catch fades any day
You can, you can find me in Long Beach, baby
I can shoot from far away, what it do?
Cuh never knew that I was Crippin'
If a nigga get to trippin', I'ma ride
Cuh never knew that I was Crippin'
If a nigga get to trippin', I'ma ride!