- Servin Em Heat 歌詞 South Central Cartel
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- South Central Cartel
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South Central Cartel is back in the house
Prodeje, Havikk the Rhyme Son and the Mouthpiece
And we straight servin your ass heat
Mutha****as gettin clowned like I said in the 9-1
But 94 is in effect if you want some
Funk fo yo trunk, bring it on if its on then its poppin
And only for the real car droppin
G shit, nigga through the hoods in the S-C
P da R da O da D da E da J, that is me
Comin short I dont think so, niggas gotta float style
This lil nigga still loco
8-9s where the hustlers dwell
You wanna know where Im from: S-C Cartel
To the Crips and the Bloods, Im a homie
Many niggas talk shit
And get banked with the O-E
Regulatin off petitions, calling on the D-L
Thats where the real O.G.s bail
Down low in a short Coupe
Knock knock for the hoes in the hood tryin to be suited
Its all good when Im creepin
Back street lights on and mutha****as aint sleepin
I know my city so Im rollin, niggas tried to swang with this
But South Centrals kinda dangerous
S-C nigga kickin ******* shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ******* shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
Breakin mutha ****as off, nigga for the hoo-ride
A true G from the C finna G-slide
Strapped cause its on if them niggas runnin up play the back in
Cause Ima clown with my Mac-10
Big Gsin the hood stay down for a nigga
Hoes ride ****s cause we got bigger
90 mutha****in 2 street
S-C Cartel bailin through the mist, servin much hell
Niggas fronted on a nigga in the 93
The little locs bustin caps for the bigger G
Peelin niggas cap quick
I let the khakis hang get ripped for the niggas wanna set trip
Surely locs with the Locs
Glock in my drawers ****in with the old folks
Knuckle headed nigga in the hood gettin lit off the E.T. and O.E
Layin in the cut for the police
H-A to the V-I double mutha****in K
Creepin on yo ass with an AK
At the park shootin hoops
And finna get my strap on
Smokin niggas cause Im jail pro
S-C nigga kickin ******* shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ******* shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
Run up and Ima serve you heat
Run up and Ima serve you heat
Run up and Ima serve you heat (Cartel gonna get my back)
Im from a hood where the real niggas come-up
Some gang bang, some slang but Im dealin in the rap game
You try to figure who I run with
The S-C to the mutha****in C, thats all *****
And in the end Ima maintain
Mutha****as hittin dips try to main but Im insane
So I wouldnt trip nigga cause I got a clip
For the 9, hanging on my mutha****in hip
You need to kick it in the city with me
And Rhyme Sons peeling caps on the suckers actin shittywith me
And mutha****as still flossin, still tryin to O.G
On the slap smokin E.T
Hangin on the mutha****in deuce
I saw my cousin Prod hit the floor with a mutha****in small Coupe
Mouthpiece got the Tec for yo ass and its over
And En Vogue couldnt hold ya
Niggas yellin Ima a 8-7 ******
Think what you want, I keep one in the chamber
A real Cartel nigga
Finger on the trigger if you step Ima put yo ass in the river
Shootin dice in the hood buckin niggas for their last end
In a mood to get my blastin
Hittin dips cause Im down with the Crips and the Bloods G
And mutha****as cant fade me
S-C nigga kickin ***** * shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit
Cartel gonna get my back
S-C nigga kickin ****** shit, fool
Run up and Ima serve you heat
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