Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' 'Em Heat

199-muthafuckin' 4, South Central Cartel is back in the
Prodeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the
And we straight servin' your ass,
Muthafuckas gettin' clowned like I in the 9-1
But 94 is in effect if you some
Funk fo' yo' trunk, it on if it's on then it's poppin'
And only for the car droppin'
G shit, nigga through the in the S-C
P da R da O da D da E da J da E is me
Comin' [Incomprehensible] I don't think so, niggas float style
This lil' nigga still
89 where the hustlers
You wanna know I'm from S-C Cartel
To the Crips and the Bloods, I'm a
Many niggas talk shit and get with the O E
Regulatin' off petitions, on the D L
That's where the O.G.'s bail
Down low in a coupe
Knock, knock, for the hoes in the hood tryin' to be
all good when I'm creepin'
Back street on and muthafuckas done sleepin'
I know my city so I'm rollin', niggas tried to swang with
But South Central's dangerous
S-C nigga gangsta shit
Cartel gonna get my
S-C kickin' gangsta shit, fool
Run up and I'ma serve you
Breakin' muthafuckas off, for the hoo-ride
A true G from the C G-slide
Strapped 'cause it's on if niggas runnin' up play the back in
'Cause I'ma clown my Mac-10
Big G's in the hood down for a nigga
Hoes ride dicks we got bigger
90 2 street
S-C Cartel bailin' through the servin' much hell
Niggas on a nigga in the 93
The loc's bustin' caps for the bigger G
niggas cap quick
I let the khakis hang get ripped for the wanna set trip
Surely with the locs
Glock in my drawers with the old folks
headed nigga in' the hood gettin' lit off the E.T. and O.E
Layin' in the cut for the
H A to the V I double K
Creepin' on yo' ass an AK
At the park shootin' hoops and get my strap on
Smokin' 'cause I'm jail pro
S-C nigga gangsta shit
gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta shit,
Run up and serve you heat
Run up and I'ma you heat
Run up and serve you heat
Run up and serve you heat
Cartel's gonna get my
I'm from a hood where the real niggas up
gang bang, some slang but I'm dealin' in the rap game
You try to who I run with
The S-C to the muthafuckin' C, all bitch
And in the end I'ma
hittin' deep try to main but I'm insane
So I wouldn't trip 'cause I got a clip
For the 9, hangin' on my hip
You need to kick it in the with me
And Rhyme Son's peelin' caps on the suckers actin' shitty me
And muthafuckas still flossin', tryna O.G.
On the slap E.T.
Hangin' on the deuce
I saw my cousin Prod hit the floor with a muthafuckin' small
got the Tec for yo' ass and it's over
And En Vogue hold ya
yellin' I'ma a 8-7 gangsta
Think what you want, I keep one in the
A real Cartel
on the trigger if you step I'ma put yo' ass in the river
Shootin' dice in the buckin' niggas for their last end
In a mood to get my
Hittin' dips 'cause I'm with the Crips and The Bloods G
And can't fade me
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta shit,
Run up and I'ma serve you
S-C kickin' gangsta shit
Cartel get my back
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta shit,
Run up and I'ma you heat
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
Cartel gonna get my
S-C nigga kickin' shit, fool
Run up and serve you heat
S-C nigga gangsta shit
gonna get my back
S-C nigga gangsta shit, fool
Run up and I'ma you heat