Luyện nghe bài hát Servin' 'Em Heat

199-muthafuckin' 4, South Central Cartel is in the house
Prodeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the
And we straight servin' ass, heat
Muthafuckas gettin' clowned I said in the 9-1
But 94 is in effect if you some
Funk fo' yo' trunk, bring it on if it's on then it's
And for the real car droppin'
G shit, nigga the hood's 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, gotta float style
This lil' nigga still
89 where the dwell
You know where I'm from S-C Cartel
To the Crips and the Bloods, I'm a
Many niggas shit and get banked 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 tryin' to be suit
all good when I'm creepin'
Back street on and muthafuckas done sleepin'
I know my so I'm rollin', niggas tried to swang with this
But South Central's dangerous
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
Cartel gonna get my
S-C nigga kickin' shit, fool
Run up and I'ma serve you
Breakin' muthafuckas off, nigga for the
A true G from the C G-slide
Strapped 'cause it's on if them runnin' up play the back in
I'ma clown with my Mac-10
Big G's in the hood stay for a nigga
Hoes ride dicks 'cause we got
90 2 street
S-C Cartel bailin' through the servin' much hell
Niggas fronted on a in the 93
The little loc's bustin' caps for the G
niggas cap quick
I let the khakis get ripped for the niggas 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' and finna get my strap on
Smokin' 'cause I'm jail pro
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
Cartel get my back
S-C kickin' gangsta shit, fool
Run up and serve you heat
Run up and serve you heat
Run up and I'ma serve you
Run up and serve you heat
Cartel's get my back
I'm from a hood where the real come up
Some bang, some slang but I'm dealin' in the rap game
You try to figure who I run
The S-C to the muthafuckin' C, that's all
And in the end I'ma
Muthafuckas hittin' try to main but I'm insane
So I trip nigga 'cause I got a clip
For the 9, hangin' on my hip
You need to it in the city with me
And Rhyme Son's peelin' caps on the suckers actin' shitty me
And still flossin', still tryna O.G.
On the slap E.T.
on the muthafuckin' deuce
I saw my cousin Prod hit the floor with a small coupe
Mouthpiece got the Tec for yo' ass and it's
And En Vogue couldn't ya
Niggas yellin' a 8-7 gangsta
Think what you want, I one in the chamber
A real Cartel
Finger on the trigger if you I'ma put yo' ass in the river
Shootin' dice in the hood buckin' niggas for last end
In a to get my blastin'
Hittin' dips I'm down with the Crips and The Bloods G
And muthafuckas fade me
S-C nigga gangsta shit
gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin' shit, fool
Run up and I'ma you heat
S-C nigga gangsta shit
Cartel gonna get my
S-C kickin' gangsta shit, fool
Run up and I'ma you heat
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
gonna get my back
S-C nigga gangsta shit, fool
Run up and I'ma serve you
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta
Cartel get my back
S-C nigga kickin' gangsta shit,
Run up and I'ma serve you