Do It Sc Style

Do It Sc Style Lyrics

(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