Another soldier from the Central with the .80 in my pocket
 The niggaz knocked and I buck em like a socket
 Played his fuckin ass cause I never play the last place
 So now he?s walkin with the mothafuckin gas fate
 That?s why I?m burnin mothafuckers like a arsonist
 I have you walkin like a cripple and retarded bitch
 I never fuck around when I?m with a team of fuckin gangstas
 West Coast freestyle bankstas
 Kickin a foot up in yo ass like Pele
 and prosecutin like a mothafuckin DA
 I?m rollin a small coupe drop through the hood of G?s
 and hittin the dips on the undercover p-i-g-s
 I?m givin a fuck about Nathan
 Mothafuck Satan, cause I?m the only nigga crematin fools
 The Prod came out heartless
 gang-related, don?t be another nigga on my shit

 chorus:

 I don?t waste a minute mothafuckas I be smokin
 (I got another gang story to tell ya)
 sometimes I walk around strapped, nigga
 (I got another gang story to tell ya)


 (verse 2:  Havikk the Rhyme Son)

 Back up in the hood I thought you knew of course you didn?t know
 Told you got a grip yo dick you drop like a sixty-fo
 I put my foot up in yo ass so far
 I?m leavin prints on yo kneck line signed it?s the broke guard
 Another victim of society
 Why did you lie to me?
 So I gotta use my strap daily
 and take you mothafuckas out
 It could have been prevented but the niggaz would show from the stow
 AK-47 ways to heaven, I took him for a 211, and left his ass with 187
 Just another nigga dead and gone
 he fell victim to the chrome as I punched in the gold prong
 I roll the streets with the murder rep
 I?m known for takin hoes and niggaz (??) instant death
 Young niggaz goin in, and comin out winnin
 The gang story that a nigga?s tellin



 (repeat chorus twice)

 interlude (Prode?je):

 South Central L.A. is the gang capital of the world, where niggaz walk around
 strapped daily, and won?t hesitate to smoke yo ass in a minute.  Take it from
 the Mouthpiece:  this is just another gang story.

 (verse 3:  Havikk the Rhyme Son)

 Back up in the hood, oh yes, I?m back
 I?m leavin your fuckin skull marinated in the heat as I creep
 I?m stickin my shoe up in yo ass so far
 my shoe scream(?) look like embroil(?) as your lyin in the fuckin morgue
 I gives a fuck when I creep
 I told you I was evil as a nigga when I?m lyin by the Devil?s sleep
 I let the slugs fly quick
 The tech 22 was in yo ass like flyes on shit
 I?m from the gaps down below
 The ground boy, the graveyard, rockin you niggaz cause I?m that hard
 Rhyme Son causin Havikk for the underground
 you fuck around, you lye around and yo, you hang around
 I?m puttin niggaz on gray shift
 The Glock 9 plays connect the dots off in yo ass, bitch
 The hardest nigga with a G slang
 Ninety Fo, here we go, mothafuckas it?s a G thang

 (chorus)

 (verse 4:  Big Mike)

 Just another motherfucker who got toed out, came home and beat his ho down
 four shots at the police and lost his show down
 low down, but now his little brother?s stuck on payback
 rollin through the hood and the little nigga stay strapped
 What can I say, Black?  BG is heartless
 use it one time as targets, I warned you not to start this
 cause he?s down with some down ass niggaz from around the way
 it be that way, they got they nuts off four deep and they down the play
 anything you hoes wanna do
 (we?ll bust a right at the light, come back and run that corner fool)
 Four young niggaz, read to fuck your cap up
 left three niggaz dead and you thought they wouldn?t act up
 cause it?s a sack up and wipe the blood up of the floor
 started some shit and now they got everybody at each other?s throats
 Kinda fucked up but that?s the way it be
 these niggaz don?t be playin on these mothafuckin Streets

 I don?t waste a minute mothafuckas I be smokin
 I got another gang story to tell ya (yeah)
 sometimes I walk around strapped, nigga
 I got another gang story to tell ya

 (chorus