Video Do It Sc Style de South Central Cartel 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

South Central Cartel - Do It Sc Style Lyrics

Do It Sc Style Song Lyrics
Do It Sc Style by South Central Cartel (Havoc)
1st S.C.C. came at your ass with 'South Central Madness'
Some of them muthaf**kas didn't wanna give us our side respect
Now S.C.C. doin they sh*t South Central style

(Havikk The Rhime Son)
Biggedy-bang!
I let your f**kin brain hit the concrete
And jiggedy-jock your f**kin ass into dog meat
South Central Cartel gives a f**k so it's mayhem
A laceration of your ass limp
7 bold muthaf**kas with a G-swing
A G-thang on your ass like a dawg, mayn
Playback-nigga chalk that
Get your ass rat-packed
With Glock lead in your nutt sacks
I'm Hoo-ridin like Tyson -I guess it's on
To brake a muthaf**kin bone straight towards your dome
Niggas thought I was a no-no a f**kin so-so
Tryin to float -oh no, you better duck loc
Hoes jock real niggas, I guess they figure
Real niggas take notes,sh*t,get the picture
9-3 is the terrior callin a ?Paul-bearin?
I'm khaki-suited and your b**ch is tearin
Put your ass in a skillet
Peel your f**kin cap back
Pull out my dick and p**s all in it
I got a scoap that'll buck a muthaf**ka from a mile b**ch
And I do it South Central Style

(Chorus) 2x
Do it S.C.
Do it S.C.
Muthaf**ka do it South Central style (muthaf**ka)

(Prodeje)
Brakin muthaf**kas off quicker
S.C.'s back b**ch
But now it's time to paint another picture
I'm killin a nigga with my Nina
Buck to your damn dome
I told you muthaf**kas 'bring it on!'
Cause real niggas ain't sleeping
And O.G.'s don't die and only poof-butt muthaf**kas cry
The other level of a Die Hard
Duckin the buckshots and pull them muthaf**kas like a Hoe-card
Played pussy, get f**ked up
Knocked out in a hood where my homeboys roll tough
Weak niggas can't fade this
A born killer the sh*t you be seein in a thriller
But 'Chucky' won't die 'Chucky' won't die b**ch
A find a poor muthaf**ka and I kill it
And while you die I survive
Then creep on another hoe
And drop his ass like a '64
It's just a G-thang niggas straight street-bang
You either hang with a gang or you dope slang
Bandanas on my ass ??? and a Nine G
That's how I do it in the S.C.

(Chorus) 2x

(L.V.speakin)

(Havikk The Rhime Son)
We do it like a G cause we're loc'd
And nigga's outta line
??? to get they punk-ass smoked
I give 'em the backs cause it's like this
In '93 I'm brakin the niggas off with a new twist
The Cartel ain't for bustas
Stinky cock b**ches
Who only want a nigga for the riches
Only the real know the deal
So the real niggas stay down
And let the punk niggas get clowned
The county blues never stop sh*t
Eastside Hoo-ridin mutahf**kas on load clips
Rat-a-tat muthaf**k 'em
I can't wait to cross 'em
A G on a set 'Prod buck 'em
Put a nigga deep in a whole where it's cold as a freezer
And body-bag them muthaf**kin skeezer
Yeah, I told you stupid muthaf**kas I was rollin
I'm on your ass like a cancer on a colon
Put niggas in a meat wagon
My pants keep saggin
187 on the grand dragon
Khakied up with my fingers on the muthaf**kin trigger
I do it S.C. style nigga

(Chorus) 2x