Young Maylay
San Andreas Theme Song (Young Maylay Cover)
[Verse]
Welcome to San Andreas, I'm Seraphim R.P
Land of the heinous, gangbangers, and cold heat
In Los Santos, neighbours get no sleep
Beefin' with anybody, competin' even police
Four deep in a green rag with gold feet
Blast with the flag on the strap - that's OG
Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights
Get super cut, or big and buff - nice and straight
You got stats: respect, weapon skill
Stamina, muscle, fat, and sex appeal
You get clothes from Bincos and ProLaps
Suburban, Zip, Victim, and D. Sach
Watch your back when in rival hoods
They'll test just to guess if your survival's good (survival's good)
Ducking shells at the Cluckin' Bell
Jump out bustin', gunnin' till they tuck their tail
It seem like I'm on impossible missions (impossiblе missions)
Twisted predicaments, hostilе positions (hostile positions)
Tenpenny and Pulaski harass me
Cop cars been on our ass the last past week
Because the 'dreas for the gangsters, homeboy
Hands is the language for the 'bangers, homeboy
And it's dangerous, homeboy
Get your brains blow for how you do your fingers homeboy
Heat cocked, we popping hot ones
Dump 'em out, bend the block, shaken before the cops come
Listen for sirens, they don't got none
Back another lap, catch a straggler with a shotgun
Hittin' 'em up what that Grove Street like
In a dirty slingshot, and old Levi