I pled allegiance to the mother****in streets of South Centra
And for the gangsta shit for which is ther
7 criminals under guard with a ****ing A-
For no justice is served
So it's spray-day
N gatz we trust mother****a
19-19-199 mother****ing
Yeah on your mother****ing ass nigga
Takin 'em to the other mother****ing level nigga
To you PROD'
I'm from a hood where the niggas never **** aroun
They kick your mother****ing ass if you try to clow
The Cartel got the moves of a mother****ing gangst
So run up and get bankrupt
I tried to flip my last ****shi
But other brothers started trippin on my click nigga
And you know I don't play that
Homies doin drive-byes for the payback
Yeah, you didn't think I knew my shit ye
You never saw me
And figured I was fakin on the G-ness
But bring it on and I'ma flip your monkey ass into a coma
With shitty-ass drawers all on ya
in tha 9-3
Rollin deep as the figure hoes ****ing on the one way
Comin up for a rowdy
Slangin these thangs cause the niggas live foully
Snipin one time from my roof cause I hate parks pigs
On the slap pullin off
One time for a O.G.
The 87's gettin down with the S.C.
90's, 60's break peace
East Coast and the block G's, Hoover Crips and the 40's
School Yard, Shotgun, Averline too
Won't sleep on the S.C.C. crew
And if the D.L.'s, Pueblos and Nic's wanna choose this
The Bounty Hunters and the Roose, niggas
Wanna rock with the show-no
Let 'em know South Central jumpin off with a new touch
The Cartel still funky
Kickin more ass than a pissed-off donkey
All about the truece if you ain't down **** out the **** up and listen
And let a true nigga keep pinchin'
Rhymes on the real while you weak-weaks drop like a pebble
We take it to another damn level
Bring it on, bring it on, we take it to the other level
Bring it on, bring it on, mutha****a
Locs still rollin deep, niggaro so here we go
Crease the khakis, hit the mutha****in' Figuero
I'm from a city mutha****as better bring it on
And mafiatic mutha****as get the clown on
Cause that gangsta rhyme has got you goin in circles
The Grape Street spoke purple
Chillin in the hood with the 90's
The Front Streets, Back Streets and the 30's
Santanas got the hardest mutha****as can't **** with
So in the Kitchen Roads yo it's all about truece nigga
Hoes jock cause I'm jockable
Try to ride the Havikkal dick but my cunt's not ridabl
P.J.'s, 43's don't trip, comin G cool
Keep a glock for a dumb fool
The 64's drop low
The Fruit Town Villains and the Swans actin loc'd
Long Beach, Main Street, ????????, Inglewood and don't forget Compton
Tragniew, they keep stompin
S.C.C. bail deep, 18's get they mob on
The Broadways don't sleep homes
Kelly Park, Lime Hood be down with the real shit
And Tree Top don't play, nigga
And if you figure I'm a so-so
Bring your ass to my hood: 92nd Street in Figuero
In the hood's packed Glocks
Swans gettin licked on the Compton blocks
99's down for the kill, one time mutha****as can't creep
83'll put that ass on sleep
The 87 gangstas, the West Coast headbangers
East Side wallstreet slangers
And Jordan Downs wanna rock with my crew
Let's bring the shit together with the red and the blue (peace)
Cause Lantana, Atlantic Drivers breakin niggas off quick G
They gettin funky with the S.C.
Mutha****a Rhimeson is here
And I wanna say peace to all the Crips and Bloods all over the mutha****in' world
All you mutha****as down with the truece
All the Ese's, all the mutha****in' Cholos down with South Central
To all you true ass gangstas, stay together
Cause the S.C.C. has got peace and love for ya
Yeah I wanna give a shout to the Front Street, the Back Street,
The Bluegate Mafia and the Hustler Nation
Peace out from the Murder Squad
Straight out
Yo I wanna give a shout out to all my niggas in the pen
I pled allegiance to the mother****in streets of South Centra
And for the gangsta shit for which is ther
7 criminals under guard with a ****ing A-
For no justice is served
So it's spray-day
N gatz we trust mother****a
[Havoc]
19-19-199 mother****ing
Yeah on your mother****ing ass nigga
Takin 'em to the other mother****ing level nigga
To you PROD'
[Prodeje]
I'm from a hood where the niggas never **** aroun
They kick your mother****ing ass if you try to clow
The Cartel got the moves of a mother****ing gangst
So run up and get bankrupt
I tried to flip [?] my last ****shi
But other brothers started trippin on my click nigga
And you know I don't play that
Homies doin drive-byes for the payback
Yeah, you didn't think I knew my shit ye
You never saw me
And figured I was fakin on the G-ness
But bring it on and I'ma flip your monkey ass into a coma
With shitty-ass drawers all on ya
[?] in tha 9-3
Rollin deep as the figure hoes ****ing on the one way
Comin up for a rowdy
Slangin these thangs cause the niggas live foully
Snipin one time from my roof cause I hate parks pigs
On the slap pullin off [?]
One time for a O.G.
The 87's gettin down with the S.C.
90's, 60's break peace
East Coast and the block G's, Hoover Crips and the 40's
School Yard, Shotgun, Averline too
Won't sleep on the S.C.C. crew
And if the D.L.'s, Pueblos and Nic's wanna choose this
The Bounty Hunters and the Roose, niggas
Wanna rock with the show-no
Let 'em know South Central jumpin off with a new touch
The Cartel still funky
Kickin more ass than a pissed-off donkey
All about the truece if you ain't down **** out the **** up and listen
And let a true nigga keep pinchin'
Rhymes on the real while you weak-weaks drop like a pebble
We take it to another damn level
[Chorus]
Bring it on, bring it on, we take it to the other level
Bring it on, bring it on, mutha****a
[Havikk]
Locs still rollin deep, niggaro so here we go
Crease the khakis, hit the mutha****in' Figuero
I'm from a city mutha****as better bring it on
And mafiatic mutha****as get the clown on
Cause that gangsta rhyme has got you goin in circles
The Grape Street spoke purple
Chillin in the hood with the 90's
The Front Streets, Back Streets and the 30's
Santanas got the hardest mutha****as can't **** with
So in the Kitchen Roads yo it's all about truece nigga
Hoes jock cause I'm jockable
Try to ride the Havikkal dick but my cunt's not ridabl
P.J.'s, 43's don't trip, comin G cool
Keep a glock for a dumb fool
The 64's drop low
The Fruit Town Villains and the Swans actin loc'd
Long Beach, Main Street, ????????, Inglewood and don't forget Compton
Tragniew, they keep stompin
S.C.C. bail deep, 18's get they mob on
The Broadways don't sleep homes
Kelly Park, Lime Hood be down with the real shit
And Tree Top don't play, nigga
And if you figure I'm a so-so
Bring your ass to my hood: 92nd Street in Figuero
In the hood's packed Glocks
Swans gettin licked on the Compton blocks
99's down for the kill, one time mutha****as can't creep
83'll put that ass on sleep
The 87 gangstas, the West Coast headbangers
East Side wallstreet slangers
And Jordan Downs wanna rock with my crew
Let's bring the shit together with the red and the blue (peace)
Cause Lantana, Atlantic Drivers breakin niggas off quick G
They gettin funky with the S.C.
[Chorus x3]
[Havikk]
Mutha****a Rhimeson is here
And I wanna say peace to all the Crips and Bloods all over the mutha****in' world
[Prodeje]
All you mutha****as down with the truece
All the Ese's, all the mutha****in' Cholos down with South Central
[Havoc]
To all you true ass gangstas, stay together
Cause the S.C.C. has got peace and love for ya
[Havikk]
Yeah I wanna give a shout to the Front Street, the Back Street,
The Bluegate Mafia and the Hustler Nation
Peace out from the Murder Squad
[DJ Gripp]
Straight out
Yo I wanna give a shout out to all my niggas in the pen