Текст песни South Central Cartel - Servin `Em Heat
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HAVOC:199-muthafuckin`4: South Central Cartel is back in the houseProdeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the MouthpieceAnd we straight servin your ass heatPRODEJE:Muthafuckas gettin clowned like I said in the 9-1But 94 is in effect if you want someFunk fo` yo` trunk, bring it on if it`s on then it`s poppinAnd only for the real car droppinG shit, nigga through the hood`s in the S-CP da R da O da D da E da J da ??????Comin ???? I don`t think so, niggas gotta float styleThis lil` nigga still loco8-9`s where the hustlers dwellYou wanna know where I`m from: S-C CartelTO the Crips and the Bloods, I`m a homieMany niggas talk shitAnd get banked with the O-ERegulatin off petitions, calling on the D-LThat`s where the real O.G.`s bailDown low in a short CoupeKnock knock for the hoes in the hood tryin to be suitedIt`s all good when I`m creepinBack street lights on and muthafuckas done slippingI know my city so I`m rollin, niggas tried to swang with thisBut South Central`s kinda dangerousChorus...S-C nigga kickin gangsta shitCartel gonna get my backS-C nigga kickin gangsta shit, foolRun up and I`ma serve you heat HAVIKK:Breakin muthafuckas off, nigga for the hoo-rideA true G from the C finna G-slideStrapped cause it`s on if them niggas runnin up play the back inCause I`ma clown with my Mac-10Big G`s in the hood stay down for a niggaHoes ride dicks cause we got bigger90 muthafuckin 2 streetS-C Cartel bailin through the mist servin much hellNiggas fronted on a nigga in the 93The little loc`s bustin caps for the bigger GPeelin niggas cap quickI let the khakis hang get ripped for the niggas wanna set tripSurely loc`s with the LocsGlock in my drawers fuckin with the old folksKnuckle headed nigga in the hood gettin ???? off the E.T. and O.ELayin in the cut for the policeH-A to the V-I double muthafuckin KCreepin on yo` ass with an AKAt the park shootin` hoopsAnd finna get my strap onSmokin niggas cause I`m jail proChorus...PRODEJE:I`m from a hood where the real niggas come-upSome gang bang, some slang but I`m dealin in the rap gameYou try to figure who I run withThe S-C to the muthafuckin C, that`s all bitchAnd in the end I`ma maintainMuthafuckas hittin deep try to main but I`m insaneSo I wouldn`t trip nigga cause I got a clipFor the 9, hanging on my muthafuckin hipYou need to kick it in the city with meAnd Rhyme Son`s peeling caps on the suckers actin shitty with meAnd muthafuckas still flossin, still tryin to O.G.On the slap smokin E.T. HAVIKK:Hangin on the muthafuckin deuceI saw my cousin Prod hit the floor with a muthafuckin` small CoupeMouthpiece got the Tec for yo` ass and it`s overAnd En Vogue couldn`t hold yaNiggas yellin I`ma a 8-7 gangstaThin what you want, I keep one in the chamberA real Cartel niggaFinger on the trigger if you step I`ma put yo` ass in the riverShootin dice in the hood buckin niggas for their last endIn a mood to get my blastinHittin dips cause I`m down with the Crips and THE Bloods GAnd muthafuckas can`t fade meChorus...