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South Central Cartel lyrics : "Had To Be Loc'd"

Ay wassup Nathan?
Ay wassup?
Wassup of you and your brother new %#@!

Oh, all I can say is to all those mutha$#&@as out there
That didn't wanna give my brothers props
... !#@* YOU


Yo Prod hit the mutha$#&@in hood and get a clown on G
A nine a clip the Uzi for the punks that wanna beef

Down for the underground but ^!$$%s wanna front
It's the 1990's Havikk sent to poppin trunks
Hit the damned parks all the ^!$$%s gettin loc

Smokin that endo brawlin on a !@%!e
Crips huggin Bloods Bloods huggin on a Crip G
^!$$%s got the AK stash for the PD ohh

I guess the felon has to rock it ^!$$% don't stop
Or either wake ya drop it
SCC's in the house to the ho's you

Better hide that $$# cause these ^!$$%s wanna do you uhh
I guess it's time for a drive-by
You wanna die ^!$$% why ^!$$% if you try

I might smoke cause I'm loc'd off the endo
South central style brake 'em like a window
Huhh, who gives a damn ^!$$% run up

Get your $$# beat in the street mutha$#&@a
Lighter than the lightest mutha$#&@a cause I'm ruthless
Come into my hood and your $$# is leavin toothless


[Chorus:]
Had to be loc'd cause I claim south central

Wassup punk this is south central

Strollin thru the hood with the quickness

Gunshots rippin ^!$$%s in the hood still trippin
Gotta pack a Gat yo when I'm steppin with the fellas
Cause 1 outta 10 in a crowd will get jealous

And wanna get his smoke on cause he packs chrome
But tryna flex and catch a.9 to your damned dome
So $#&@-$#&@-$#&@-$#&@ the bull%#@!

I stay Geed and my attitude is kill (*##$
I roll a 4 drop low on a twisters
A.380 in my labb for the jackers

South to the mutha$#&@in central call a jail pro
A young black mutha$#&@a is on the way from home


Locked down ain't %#@! G
I'm in and outta jail like a man and not a #~!!@
Give me 5 years yo I'm outta in 2

Back on the streets slangin yea it's nuttin new
But this is how we live and the %#@! we get with
A hardcore gangsta a four-time criminal

Don't give a damn damn what they all say
I go to street and wake up with my AK


[Chorus:]
Had to be loc'd cause I claim south central
Wassup punk this is south central


[Hook:]
Huh, yeah we gon re-zip your ez-ass

In the?
You're talkin about the thrizzy
^!$$% just listen to the mutha$#&@in V

It's all about the? millameter

Rhimeson's takin %#@! to the climax

A mutha$#&@in G I'm puttin suckas on they back
I'm back with the burnin sensation to infliction
Jam my $#&@in brick up your $$# you little misfit

Steppin from the S.C., H., L.V.'n Prodeje
Nuttin but locs in the hood $#&@ the police
^!$$%s still %#@! kill %#@! and get licked

South central madness mutha$#&@a we're the hit
Of hardcore flow buck-buck bang it up fool
Spit your $#&@in brains in ya labb and peel your cap

^!$$%s wanna bail with the locs on the claim %#@!
Get your $#&@in $$# lift $#&@in with a lunatic
Prode'je ^!$$% is it on?
Yeah it's on, get the $#&@in Glock later rip to the dome
Load the $#&@in Glock as I rott to a temple

Shoot a ^!$$% zippo then call me a criminal
Hit the $#&@in corner let the Uzi flow swift
Spit your $#&@in mouth cause I heard you wanna rift
The mutha$#&@in pen yo it's dearly as a cancer
Think you can fade me ^!$$% the NO is the answer


[Chorus:]
Had to be loc'd cause I claim south central
Wassup punk this is south central

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