I Get My Roll on
South Central Cartel Lyrics

I get my roll on in a six-fo′ Chevy
I am cruising in my Chevy Impala

Cutlass sounds and the gangsta's still in me
I have a Cutlass sound system and still maintain my gangster lifestyle

Checkin the streets and yo, my paint job is stickin
I am surveying the streets and my car's paint job looks good

I saw my cousin straight on the corner trickin
I saw my cousin dealing drugs on the corner

Couldn′t believe what I saw so I bust a right
I was shocked by what I saw and made a right turn

And all I saw was a damn gang fight
I witnessed a fight between rival gangs

Crips and Bloods straight scrappin on the backstreets
Members of the Crips and Bloods were fighting on the backstreets

Packin gats and shootin into swap meets
They were carrying guns and shooting in swap meets

Five-o's rollin and gafflin, I'm chillin
The police were patrolling the area and I was relaxed

I hit a U and saw a nigga straight slingin
I made a U-turn and saw someone selling drugs

Lley to a undercover five-o
Someone informed an undercover police officer

Five cars straight swooped and took him to the county, yo
Five police cars arrived and arrested the drug dealer

Saw a gangsta with a Uzi and a 40oz of 8Ball
I saw a gang member with weapons and drugs

Khakis low, sweatshirt and locs on
He was wearing low-hanging khaki pants, a sweatshirt, and sunglasses

With a hat sayin Jake Capone
His hat had the name Jake Capone on it

I just rolled by, I saw Snake, "Nigga, what′s up?"
I drove by and saw someone named Snake, and greeted him

"What′s up Havikk," it's a 64 Cut
He responded, calling me by name and complimenting my car

Yo, I hit front, back, side to side
I controlled my hydraulics to bounce my car in different directions

Three-wheel motion as I cruised out to East Side
I drove my car in a way that it was only riding on three wheels, as I headed to the East Side

Scooped up B and said, "Nigga what you wanna do?"
I picked up my friend B and asked him what he wanted to do

Whatever's clever, let′s roll through the Central
He replied that he was good with anything and suggested we cruise through Central

[?] and crank the funk
I am unsure of this line's meaning

I punched out the piece out the window, yo
I played the music very loudly with the windows down

I saw a freak cold steppin lookin like Jane Fonda
I saw a woman dancing seductively and she resembled Jane Fonda

"What's up baby, Rhimeson′s my ID
I introduced myself and used my last name as my ID

Now have you rolled in a six-fo' Chevy?
I asked her if she had ever ridden in a Chevy Impala

Hooked on the Dana Danes, yo, we're two pimps
We were both smoking drugs and feeling like pimps

She said no, then she licked her lips
She replied no, and then licked her lips in a suggestive manner

Kicked the seven digits, her name was Arhonda
I asked for her phone number and her name was Arhonda

Prod said that yo real propoer
I am unsure of this line's meaning

Mobbed to the hood, scooped up the Killa G
We drove to our neighborhood and picked up our friend Killa G

Got a beep, Luva Gee and saw Mouthpiece
We received a call, it was from our friend Luva Gee, and we saw Mouthpiece

Gettin bent off the chronic chillin with a hoe
Mouthpiece was under the influence of marijuana and hanging out with a woman

Parked the fo′ and pumped Smooth Criminal
We parked our car and played Michael Jackson's song "Smooth Criminal"

Niggas on my jimmy cause my six-fo′ is stickin
People were admiring my car and following it because it was impressive

Tinted windows, bumps and I'm chillin
I had tinted windows and a good sound system in my car, and was relaxed

I crank the funk and I bail to the corner sto′
I turned up the music and drove to the convenience store

Gettin my roll on in South Central
I am cruising around in South Central

Hit Crenshaw with the front cold slammin
I arrived at Crenshaw Boulevard and turned up the volume

Pumpin dope cuts by the (?) straight draggin
I am unsure of this line's meaning

Prod straight gee and a girl that's straight jockin
Prod is very cool and a girl is admiring him

My smoke interior plus my sounds are knockin
My car's interior is filled with smoke and the music is playing loudly

I hit a right and saw Bridgette in a 10-4
I turned right and saw someone named Bridgette on a CB radio

Passed her up and got stopped by the five-o
I drove past her and was pulled over by the police

They said my fo′ was seen in a drive-by
The police said that my car was spotted at a drive-by shooting

Ran the plates and they asked for my alibi
They looked up my license plate and asked where I was during the shooting

"Now where were you at six o'clock?"
They asked specifically where I was at the time of the shooting

I said, "At my girl Shay on the 1-10 block"
I told them that I was with my girlfriend Shay on a specific block

My alibi checked and the five-o′s jetted out
They confirmed my alibi and left

Popped the trunk and I got my damn strap out
I opened my trunk and pulled out my handgun

Cranked the fo' and said outro
I turned up the music and prepared to leave

My batteries need a charge, so let's mob to the Central
My car battery is low, so I suggest we drive to the Central area

We saw a cutie on the backstreets
We saw an attractive woman on the backstreets

Got her name and her number but baby wanted Prodeje
We got her phone number, but she was interested in my friend Prodeje

Another day of cruisin through the S.C.
Just another day of driving around South Central

Rollin deep and chillin with the posse
I am driving with my friends and hanging out

I try to chill but I gotta get my clown on
I am trying to relax, but I also want to have fun

Cause in my six-fo′ I get my roll on
I enjoy cruising around in my Chevy Impala