South Central Cartel - Gang Stories (Feat. MC Eiht) скачать mp3

f/ 3-2, Big Mike [ VERSE 1: Prode'je ] Another soldier from the Central with the 80 in my pocket A nigga's knocked it and I fucked him like socket Cleared his fuckin ass, cause I never play the last place So now he's walkin with the muthafuckin gas face That's right, I'm burnin muthafuckas like a arsonist I have you walkin like a crippled and retarted bitch I never fuck around when I'm with a team of fuckin gangsters Westcoast freestyle bangsters Kickin a foot up in yo ass like Pele And prosecute like the muthafuckin D.A. I'm rollin a small coupe drop through the hood of gees And hittin the chips on the undercover p-i-g's I'm givin a fuck about naythin, muthafucka Satan Cause I'm the only nigga crematin Fool, the Prod came out heartless Gang related, don't be anohter nigga on my shitlist [ CHORUS ] I don't waste a minute, muthafuckas I be smokin (I got another gang story to tell, peep) Sometimes I walk around strapped, nigga (I got another gang story to tell, peep) --> MC Eiht [ VERSE 2: Tre-Duce ] Back up in the hood I thought you knew, oh punks, you didn't know Though you got a grip you're gettin dropped like a sixty-fo' I put my foot up in your ass so far I'm leavin prints on your neckline, signed 'Mr. Bogart' Another victim of society Why did you lie to me? So I gotta use my strap daily And take you muthafuckas out It coulda been prevented, but the niggas was sho' from the sto' A.K.-47 ways to heaven I took em for a 211 And left his ass with 187 Just a another nigga dead and gone He fell victim to the chrome as I punched in the gold broam I roll the streets with a murder rep I'm known for kickin hoes and niggas' necks and causin istant death Young niggas goin in and comin out winnin The gang story that a nigga's tellin [ CHORUS ] [ Havoc The Mouthpiece ] South Central L.A. is the gang capital of the world Where niggas walk around strapped daily And won't hesitate to smoke yo ass in a minute Take it from the Mouthpiece This is just another Gang Story [ VERSE 3: Havikk The Rhimeson ] Back up in the hood, oh yes, I'm back I'm leavin your fuckin skull marinated in the heat as I creep I'm stickin my shoe up in your ass so far My shoestring will look like hemorrhoids as you're lyin in the fuckin morgue I gives a fuck when I creep I told you I was evil as a nigga when I'm lyin by the devil 'sleep I let the slugs fly quick The Tec-22 is in your ass like flies on shit I'm from the dephts down below, the groundward The graveyard, rockin you niggas, cause I'm that hard Rhimeson casuin havoc for the underground You fuck around, you lay around, and yo, you hang around I'm puttin niggas on graveshift The Glock-9 plays connect the dots off in your ass, bitch The hardest nigga with a g slang '94, here we go, muthafuckas, it's a g thang [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 4: Big Mike ] Just another muthafucka who got tore down Came home and beat his hoe down Bust shots at the police and lost the showdown Low down, but now his little brother's stuck on payback Rollin through the hood, and them little niggas stay strapped What can I say, black? B.G. is heartless Usin one-time as targets, I warned you not to start this Cause he's down with some down-ass niggas from around the way It be that way, they got they nuts off fo' deep, and they down to play Anything you hoes wanna do (Well, bust a right at the light, come back and bomb that corner, fool) Four young niggas ready to fuck your cap up Left three niggas dead, and you thought they wouldn't act up? Zip the sack up, and wipe the blood off of the flo' Started some shit, and now they got everybody at each other's throats Kinda fucked up, but that's the way it