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!