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south central cartel - gangsta team (degital remaster) lyrics

(feat. 2pac, ice-t, mc eiht, spice 1)

[havoc the mouthpiece]
yo russell simmons
this is your commander in chief of your west coast operations
havoc the mouthpiece
my orders are to -ssemble a team
of 6 of the west coast’s dopest rappers
i have chosen prodigy, havoc the rhyme son, spice motherf-ckin 1
2pac, eiht from compton’s most wanted, and ice-t
so let the gangsta team begin

[havikk the rhime son]
gnaw on a d-ck motherf-cker cuz i’m a rip a gangsta skit
and blow your motherf-ckin -ss into anincrement
i rip ’em vertical diagonal i mean f-cked up
show that -ss and i’m a physically tear it up
another g witha glock givin a f-ck about a cop
i do my talkin with a 12-gauge buckshot
like spice 1 i’m just a giggity-giggity gangsta
and keepin a motherf-ckin slug up in the chamber
+i don’t give a f-ck+ like 2pac
i get a f-ckin thrill when i see a cop drop
squeeze yo motherf-ckin neck and sn-tch your head off your shoulders
peel ya cap read your brain like the devil boy i told ya
make a move for your gat and i’ma split your f-ckin back
6 ways with a mack havoc’s in a mood to put a d-ck in the dirt
jeffrey dahmer gets no love cuz i’m the murder 1 expert
you couldn’t deal with the real sh-t so you got -ss whipped
f-ckin with a lunatic b-tch west coast on a wreck
so motherf-ck the mainstream you tuned in to the gangsta team

[prodeje]
i broke it down for the gangsta flex
snappin necks as i wreck from the gangsta teks
you gets no love you get a 9 in your -ssh0l-
droppin it in the back the f-ckin n-ggas with a d-mn pole
and that n-gga prod he’s a gangsta i know the game bro
and i could be a f-ckin murderer the hot sh-lls melt yo -ss g
and the tales from the crypt grabs yo -ss like a movie
you got f-cked up n-gga when you f-cked up
the brain splat on the floor like some d-mn nuts
west coast they hoo-ride on your -ss if you fast
you will still get mortified members only motherf-ck the phony
i give your -ss the blues like tony toni tone
regulate in the 9-tre n-gga this is payday
comin from the mists with an a-k
o.g. stand no g. n-gga from the s.c
with a glock in my hood it don’t stop til a n-gga drop
i don’t drop but i bust hot slugs from a drop top

[havoc the mouthpiece]
yeah rhyme son and prodeje
that’s the way to show motherf-ckers
how the gangsta team is runnin sh-t
now it’s time for the rest of you motherf-ckin gangstas
to show ’em how we livin

[2pac]
now i’m losin it cuz my brother died
lookin down the barrel of a 9 from the other side
never really did read coppers from the episode
finger on the motherf-ckin tek ready to let it go boom
now these devils really fear me
i told ya last year n-gga holla if ya hear me
and one-time can’t f-ck with my 4-5
do or die stay high til i motherf-ckin die
cop-k!llas k!llin cops much props you gets love
from the motherf-ckin thug n-ggas on the block
swingin hard as a motherf-ckin barbell
doin it for my n-ggas in the s.c. cartel
run up on me n-gga and i’m blastin ya you
can’t f-ck with the west coast m-ssacre

[ice-t]
check check microphone check who’s next
the cartel’s in the house breakin fools necks
and i’m the motherf-ckin cop k!lla
now on y’all when i used to pimp them hoes they called me ice gorilla
motherf-cker it’s on and you should’ve known
i don’t give a f-ck about ya from word say yo
i don’t give a f-ck about much no more
you might catch ice robbin liquor stores
before i stop checkin a bank packin a shank
oeelin back busters to maintain my street rank
down with the cartel and 2pac the pigs
want a n-gga with a scope on a rooftop
punk motherf-ck ’em they better duck ’em
when i’m out to k!ll i’m quick to buck buck ’em
bailin with the eiht from c.m.w. my n-gga spice 1
is causin trouble too yeah so how you wanna fight
we can either straight scr-p or bust caps all night
on and on i broke dawn and i’m on to stop to these g’s
and we’ll motherf-ckin break you heart clean
you can’t f-ck with the gangsta team

[mc eiht]
i goes one for my n-ggas bow here come the n-gga
fools get pushed to the street cuz i’m in too deep
i’m buckin ’em down as they fall i laugh
and i’m stealin babies fresh out the tw-t
so the gangsta’s pow just call me the big black wolf
snappin motherf-ckers from the top of my roof
no need for help cuz eiht’ll do the hangin down
with the gang so let me start bangin n-ggas don’t f-ck around
so don’t be a fool get popped 8 times with the two
and thats the way we chillin i let my n-gga ice do the f-ckin cop k!llin
i gang bang with the slang from the hub g
i’m k!llin ’em off taken ’em down you’ll be r.i.p
iguess that’s the way your silly -ss where you gets
sorry clown needs to stay the f-ck down with that bullsh-t
i’ll mack that -ss take your cash
and no sleepinn when i do my creepin on the bozos fast
geyeah n-gga fool don’t scheme
down with the motherf-ckin gangsta team

[spice 1]
now i’m bout to pull the motherf-ckin trigger
comin at ’em with no love is the y uh young n-gga
drinki red rum cuz i’m 187 proof
i’ll k!ll these coppers with my mask on f-ck ’em gets my blast on
n-gga offin motherf-ckers like a faucet
mop they -ss like some water it’s the motherf-ckin slaughter
g bl–dy glock in my lap as i creep
with the dead motherf-cker in the p-ssenger seat
murder fact with the murder squad k!ll ’em
and i rob its a murder job n-gga so let the caps keep peelin
on they -ss say murder show at 12
and n-gga don’t be late cuz me and pac got yo back
if the homies call ratta-a-t-t-ta-tat
quick to f-ck ’em up y’all south central motherf-ckin cartel
n-ggas bail when we mob like we outta h-ll
i’m causin havoc cuz my n-gga havoc said it’s on so
i’m a buck ema nd i’m a f-ck ’em with the shiny chrome
k!ll cop me love cop k!ll me strangle say me strong
for the motherf-ckin thrill b-tta-a-bye-bye
g nut nuttin nut but the f-ck got my d.j
extra large with the neener to ya nuts
motherf-cker o.g. like ice t. peep warning
motherf-cking body count 6 in the morning
the gangsta team

[havoc the mouthpiece]
yeah i got to give it up that was a job well motherf-ckin done
you motherf-ckers came out and showed ’em how we do it
on the motherf-ckin west coast with the gangsta sh-t
let ’em know how we doin it g. m-th- f-ckin nut

[g-nut-]
it’s g-nut from the 1-8-seneven and i’m still in ghetto heaven

[havoc the mouthpiece]
yeah so motherf-ckin russell simmons that’s how we doin this sh-t
on the west coast so um watch out for the gangsta team
1-80-7 thousand g..g..g..g..g…….

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