's in my blood to be a drunk and not give a fuck I do a drive-by in my grandmas truck A G daddy left me at the age of three Now every South Side crack
the fuck is you acting scared to represent [Chorus x2:] Everytime the wind blows I reach for my heat Peace to Sam Boone and my homie Pistol Pete I'm from the South
1st verse: yo yo this one called Real Gangsta ha. He was a good kid off to elementery,A's and B's and had no enemies,but he saw all the G's as he walked
I slang In the sunshine or in the rain Fuck the fake don't fake the funk Buy my batch & bake it up Taste my dope & numb your mouth Pure cocaine straight from the south
nothing new, it's just the same old shit Another day, another dollar, another case to catch [Chorus] [Verse 7: Rasheed] Philly to South Park met him
'ma stay strong, stronger then they thought I made 'em so sick when I bought it off the lot But I'd fall apart, if I couldn't spark South Park, slap 20
[South Park Mexican] Stop at the store make my bitch pump the gas And when we get home bitch you fitting to cut my grass In my cutlass, 1982 My baby mama
do, I'm a goddamn fool I'm puttin seventeen strip dancers all through school [Chorus] [Verse 2: Coast] And you can find me in a parkin lot Parkin a
First verse: I woke up quick, at around two Jumped in my benz, picked up dj screw Boys out there, makin' them tapes Separate the real niggas from the
Gap fool Only bang screw Cause I'm raised de Houston I'm the top gun the pop one and drop one Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos Please show love
gangsta's how we come We're commin gangsta and wreckin for Houston [Powda] Break it down, watch me clown I'mma break'em off Can't fuck with this Mexican Bitch from the South
es una bomba que acaba de estallar So fijate bien y mira quien es, no somos dos somos los tres Los que fumamos mota para relisar estres El mojado y el sur del park
still in my room tryna grease my gun. Can't let it get rusty: if a shoot-out breaks, the only thing I want jammin' is my screwed-out tape. And tomorrow
it I do videos with a bunch of pretty hoes In a benz wearin K-mart dickie clothes Give a toast listen close to dat nigga Los When we was hungry Mom would
black olives acknowledge keep my lac polished don't mistake for a fuckin rap artist im the one that shot slugs in yo hot tub leave yo bitch ass screwed
m swangin 84s Nothin but the screw bangin in my radio I'm blowin miss mary and im sippin on sherry Give my homies mama money for his commisary My name is.. *chorus* SSSS PPPP MMMM South Park
Oversættelse: South Park mexicanske. Høj Everyday [skruet].
fake Like going in too deep, you can't chew straight [Chorus x2] The South Bronx The South, South Bronx South Park The South, South Park [SPM] Up jump