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letra de conspiracy - south central cartel

[intro]
yo rhimeson and luva gee, y’all heard that f-cked up -ss sh-t that happened to d and v?
yeah n-gg-, i heard about that bullsh-t
b-tch–ss sheriff, punk–ss lapd
came in with beanies aimin at the homies
man, i told y’all m-th-f-ckin n-gg-s the feds ain’t sh-t

yo intro
yo prod, man, you heard about that sh-t that happened to d and v, man?
yeah man, i heard about that bullsh-t
gattin on the homies
you know what i’m sayin, the police ran up on em with beanies on they head and sh-t?
what the f-ck is that, you know what i’m sayin?
punk m-th-f-ckin lapd
man, they break more laws than a n-gg- do
cia, fbi, all they tell us is lies, you know what i’m sayin?
f-ck the feds, you know what i’m sayin
fightin crime with crime
that’s how we livin in the nineties

yeah
it’s a conspiracy

yo prodeje, tell us about the phone call you got

[verse 1: prodeje]
i got a call this morning, d-mn, my boys got popped
gaffled up by a federal cop
it’s a shame we gotta struggle to eat, bein the black sheep
and all the time be aware of white sheets
laws can’t do me none but it’s everyday
the police, man, break laws and they walk away
treatin brothers like suckers
but the brothers with gats are not dumb m-th-f-ckas
trackin us down becomes an iminent spray-down
the system is bound to keep us wearin a cold frown
they say they put on the beanies and tried to gaffle d
the homie v saw it comin and set the uzi free
they didn’t say they were cops, but they got a case
locked up v and left d layin on his face
now who plays fool, it was a set-up
no badge was shown and they were plannin from the get-up
to fade a jack move and kill em
it was a gangster move and still the suckers tryin to give him
time but yo, i’m droppin the dime, and in the city streets
there’s no protectin my brothers, it’s a conspiracy

[chuck d] (cia, fbi, all they tell us is lies)

yeah
it’s a conspiracy

yo havikk, tell us what you heard

[verse 2: havikk]
yeah, they hit the homies with a beanie on they d-mn face
blasted d cause v pulled a uzi
thinkin drugs, but fool, you didn’t find none
you law-breaking m-th-f-ckas need to be hung
cause the law protects your punk -sses
my homie face down makes me see caskets
with blue-suited m-th-f-ckas lyin in em
cause everytime you see a black you wanna give him
h-ll, the ghetto is h-ll, but you bring more
the devil’s in a uniform, f-ck it, it’s all out war
the only friend to a brother is a ak
as of now, m-th-f-cka, this is judgement day
cause you roll through our hood and straight jack a n-gg-
put your knee in our back and c-ck your f-ckin trigger
my homie d is lyin off in icu
cause the feds tried to play him like a prost-tute
you couldn’t yell police, i call it railroad
you fight crime with crime to see a black fold
you took his cars, you try to take his life, see
now you’re tryin to take him down for conspiracy

[chuck d] (cia, fbi, all they tell us is lies)

yeah
it’s a conspiracy

[verse 3: luva gee]
every day is a trip, i see em sweatin brothers constantly
we need to blow em to sh-t cause it’s easily
done, a diss to the fall guy
i’m still equal to you though i’m brown and i get by
(? ) sometime i’m not but i am to you
so i’m degraded and stomped by a cop, you
cause he wears the badge and gun and has authority
and i’m a brother so i’m called minority
the white man bleeds like the black man
if the system persists we gonna all be dead men
cause when you comin and sweatin us with the dirty sh-t
we get to smokin your -sses like it’s some chicken sh-t
i got psychotic when i heard how the homie fell
didn’t find sh-t but insist they gotta give him h-ll
save the bull, the sh-t, i’m finna come off
i stick the gun in your -ss so don’t you even cough
f-ck the feds, the cops, they ain’t sh-t
breakin a law and fakin life as legit
the brown, the white, it ain’t nothin but a color
but every day you’re tryin to hang a brother

[chuck d] (cia, fbi, all they tell us is lies)

yeah
it’s a conspiracy

yeah, this havoc the mouthpiece from the scc
i got a few things to say about this f-cked up -ss conspiracy
when the drug agency, the law enforcement and the sheriffs is comin in with beanies
shootin us up and doin whatever the f-ck they wanna do to us
but the scc ain’t goin out like that
we gon’ say what the f-ck we wanna say, when we wanna say it and how we wanna say it
so for all you who don’t like it, then f-ck y’all
cause that’s how we livin in the nineties

- south central cartel

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