Представляем точный текст композиции "S. C. Gz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста South Central Cartel . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «S. C. Gz» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую South Central Cartel передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
South Central Cartel - "S. C. Gz"
Lyrics to S. C. Gz : Check it out All dont G like we G Evil side on the cut thang S.C.C. Yall dont G... [HAVIKK] 4 deep on the creep, I gots the heat on - We swervin whip to set trip, regulate your block Turn the 6-4s to low-lows, bangin for the West Coast Whats next' Breakin fools necks like bad checks Outrageous with 12 gauges, L.A. Times front pages Leavin mingled bodies hangin on stages Collapse fools with raps, peeelin caps with straps Twistin off the bomb, my eyes are tighter than Japs Rollin evil with the evil side schemin, Young Prod Clipps the house, oh my God, a homicide! Is about to be committed, admit it, we run thangs Full Clipp from S.C., ready to ride and hoo-bang Competin, strangle the evil with low blows Low lows stay juiced on thick with hell of heat exposed The S.C. script have a design to serve anydody Yeah, West Coast is more feared than John Gotti [Chorus...] So what you gon do when you see Them West Coast Gs mobbin 4 and 5 deep And flossin whips Shake it, shake it babe, West Coast Gangstas 5 deep And thats killa... [PRODEJE] G manouvres, increasin my retaliation Real killers provoked could equal to your devastation My motivation is lyrication, this philosophation Acquired by the gangstas inspiration Ready to loc, Im smokin tracks like its (blunted) Im frontin bout .44 mags and G rags My khakis, t-shirt and Chucks stun ya I zap you like a genie You try to escape like Whodini You plastic Im boombastic like that mutha... Shaggy The Cartel keeps the groove nasty You tried to fade, but got eleminated, tried the differential But couldnt fade the gangstas gettin mental Credential, compound exploding through hoods and towns Breakin it down, the Gs is makin the world go round Its Mr. Prod comin cutthroat, live like a wire The West Coast Gs is on fire [Chorus...] [''' & YOUNG PROD] Freestylin to a instrumental, in a rental Q-fo-fever, evil side finna leave ya Whole hood leakin, blood seekin for the weekend Headhuntin like a dome-servin freak and Mental scheme we Gs this, we locs like that We grab Macs and reacts to open marks backs Welcome to the dome of terror, the era of the Evil Side Lay fools out in rhymes like drive-bys Come, come, test this, lets just See yo face taste ''' then just this No mistakin, not fakin in the field, were money-makin We grab the gs, get the kis and we shake it It aint too easy to find me Young Prod run games like Jumanji My 9 blow minds everytime I dump Takin bastards chests out and lump Evil Side, serve a whole click from the back to the front Dont front, so where ya at' In the back of the homies Lac Cockin a strap, finna take the funny style off the mat I got your back - back at ya, gangsta Pull the triggers, slugs to bastards mugs Forever Evil Side, straight bangers [Chorus...] [ S. C. Gz Lyrics ]
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