Keelo - Menace 2 Los-Santos

[Intro,Talking] : Y'all remember me ? I bet y'all do
This shit is to all my haters 'roud Los-Santos
The Families gona take over Los-Santos,so be ready for it,you bitches
Don't even reply to this...If you wanna reply,come say it in ma face,nigga !

[Verse 1] :
Gambling And Money,i'm the illest hustler that you've ever seen
But its hard when you gotta rep the Green
Hanging on the corner,just feel lucky to be alive
Once i had a friend but he commited suicide
Livin' in a pot with all kind of shit
Everyday Hustlin' Pullin' Up Ma Clip
Bloods on the fields,nigga,this shit is real
Criminals poors so we gotta fuckin' deal
Y'all know i reppin' alltime the Families
Seville B.L.V.D,nigga,you know what it iz
Don't ask yo' self why nigga got kills
We ain't no maniac but we gotta do our biz
Chillin' 'round ma block,nigga,while smokin' weed
2 blocks away a nigga got poke,he's strartin' bleed
You ain't no O.G,i know chu' scared to see me on ya street
Motherfuckin' Keelo is back and now y'all know this ain't no myth
You better shut the F**k up 'cause the next shoutout won't be with Lyrics
If you wanna reply,this okay but don't suck too much ma dick.
You see me lean,you see walk,now you should pay attention cause this is gangsta talk
I don't feel yo' shit,i'll lets ma gun talk,don't come on Seville,we're gona get you in the dark.

[Chorus] :
We all know the truth,chu've friends with the 5-0,so don't act like a Rich B***h
Nigga,you only have money cause in this city,You'r the Snitch
But you know,if someone snitch the gang,he knows he'll be blamed
KILL KILL KILL,anotherf forgetten name.

[Verse 2]
You ain't no big G's 'cause you sellin' bag at yo' Projects
Cause nigga,you gotta understand that money never brought Respect.
Don't think you cool saggin' yo' pant and wearin' chain,this ain't making you gangsta
You don't choose to became like that,that's why you gotta finish like others fake-ass nigga.
Life's a B***h and the hood changed me,I was a young man with infinite potential,
Now a Hannibal Ice Cold Killa,but i'm just the product of the Ghetto 'cause of capitalistic mental
Chillin' with ma nigga in the street drikin' beer and doin' the G-Walk
Don't come in the Shadow of Death or you'll maybe lined in chalk
Y'all know what we can do in the silence of the night
Nigga's K.O,woke up and just see a the white light !
I hope for you,they got heaven for G's
...Hold On,what im talkin' 'bout,i mean the Evil the Wannabe
If you survive,now you'r gushin',ambulance rushin'
You wake up at the hospital with a bad concussion
But seriously,what chu' gona do ?
I have ma Ak-47 loaded and it's pointed straight at chu'
We dispose of yo' body,we leave it floatin'
Yo mama is cryin' and hopin' !
BAD NEWS
They found you in the ocean with 9 bullets wounds
We all know how you'r gona end up....in a prison cage
Or at the Los-Santos News Front Page

/me opens fridge
/me grabs chips and a juice
/me turns the radio ON
/me listens to Keelo - "Menace 2 LS"
/me thinks:G Shiit
/me smiles and continues listening

/me drives his Picador
/me hears keelo's song
/me smiles
me lights another blunt