South Central Cartel

HAVIKK: 4 deep on the creep, I gots the Tecs on prraahh.. Take the safety off lock, exterminate your block Leavin do' holes with .44's and 20-gauge rifles and Tecs And breakin' niggas' necks like bad checks Outrageous with 12 gauges, 'L.A. Times' fro

199-muthafuckin' 4, South Central Cartel is back in the house Prodeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the Mouthpiece And we straight servin' your ass, heat Muthafuckas gettin' clowned like I said in the 9-1 But 94 is in effect if you want some Funk fo' yo'

[VERSE 1: Prodeje] Now when I stroll through the streets you wonder will you see me I keep it low cause the girls wanna gee me Had to be loc'ed cause I claim South Central If I get mental I flow slow tempo Nah punk, I can't get gaffled Try to catch m

[Intro:] Westside East, to the fuckin South Gangstas [Verse:] Hoo-bangin like a G, ready to ride and regulate it all Dippin is essential in the C. When I mad-dog The khakis stay creased and we mob like the nazis 2 niggas are puttin it down, call us t

[Havoc] Yo, this Havoc the Mouthpiece from the S.C.C. I only got three words to say: South - Central - Madness [Prode'je] Hoo-ridin in the Central, yeah, the gangsters mob for life The Cartel's gonna roll the dice One time for the mind of the niggas

[Prode'je] Eastside and Westside riders (Gangsters) Cartel gang, nigga (Fo' life) What set you from? "S.C.C." [VERSE 1: Prode'je] Gees tryin to move but some niggas wanna trip Slide through yo hood bustin hollow-point tips Eastside rider, locs w

Another soldier from the Central with the 80 in my pocket A nigga's knocked it and I fucked him like socket Cleared his fuckin' ass, 'cause I never play the last place So now he's walkin' with the muthafuckin' gas face That's right, I'm burnin' mutha

[VERSE 1: Prode'je] The C-a-r-t-e-l's been here for ages And ain't not one of them trick-ass radio stations played us But that didn't fade us because we still gettin it on I put the heat up under my seat and I'm gone Bumpin the tape as I let the sun