R.I.P haters I'm not from y'all bitch ass new Brighton

I'm not from yo bitch ass new Brighton so keep my name out of ur mouth no one knows me if u catch me on the street I'ma blood u still wit my gang we still have them guns we still don't fuck around we catch a hater u done wit life I'ma going to catch me a body bag I'ma still wit my bands we fanna kill gang I'm a blood and that Crip I'ma catch yo shorty now she mine for life R.I.P haters I better not catch y'all wit my ppl