Gang Storie

f/ 3-2, Big Mike

[ VERSE 1: Prode'je ]
Another soldier from the Central with the 80 in my pocket
[bad word] s knocked it and I [bad word] him like socket
Cleared his [bad word] [bad word]  cause I never play the last place
So now he's walkin with the [bad word] gas face
That's right, I'm burnin [bad word] like a arsonist
I have you walkin like a crippled and retarted [bad word] I never [bad word] around when I'm with a team of [bad word] gangsters
Westcoast freestyle bangsters
Kickin a foot up in yo [bad word] like Pele
And prosecute like the [bad word] 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 [bad word] about naythin, [bad word] Satan
Cause I'm the only [bad word] crematin
Fool, the Prod came out heartless
Gang related, don't be anohter [bad word] on my [bad word] 
[ CHORUS ]
I don't waste a minute, [bad word] I be smokin
(I got another gang story to tell, peep)
Sometimes I walk around strapped, [bad word] (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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] with 187
Just a another [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] skull marinated in the heat as I creep
I'm stickin my shoe up in your [bad word] so far
My shoestring will look like hemorrhoids as you're lyin in the [bad word] morgue
I gives a [bad word] when I creep
I told you I was evil as a [bad word] when I'm lyin by the devil 'sleep
I let the slugs fly quick
The Tec-22 is in your [bad word] like flies on [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word]  [bad word] The hardest [bad word] with a g slang
'94, here we go, [bad word]  it's a g thang

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 4: Big Mike ]
Just another [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word]  and now they got everybody at each other's throats
Kinda [bad word] up, but that's the way it