[Chorus:] Comin' Up Comin' Down, That G in H-Town, South Bound as I clown, Come around blaze a pound [x4] [First Verse:] Well let me jump in this funk
down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H
speedin' like a demon on 101 south I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut ya got a gram bag get the zags an' roll 'er up it's Andre Nickatina tiger comin
Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis Big Ballin...! Illegal amigos, tha mexican
slangaz and they stack that paper we screamin' YAAY YAAY wit the baskets full of blaze like Universal comin' wit Def Jam cashin' in the money, South Park Mexican
[Lil' Rob] Hey Wuz Up, Lil' Rob and Shadow The Mayhem Click Comin' at you once again, let the Mayhem begin [Mr. Shadow] Que Hubole 2-0-3 otravez en
Bling in my mouth but I can take it out Stepping up to me, something people think about Long and hard til they lose courage Mad cause they girl beat up and malnourished Picked up
spot that sits by the sea Three story beach house, let's throw a party F!?#ed up in the head, I don't know what happend I have nightmares and I wake up
up seven Dope Houses Cadillac Bounces, started makin thousands Draped up in 3 thousands outfits Everybody happy, laws tryin to trap me Pissed cause I quit and started comin
in Garza East I'm wreckin' for my G's in T.D.C As I ball in this penitentiary [Verse 2: Juan Gotti] Mi esposa won't listen, keeps comin' up missing Feliz
how the shit gets done in the deep south im in vegas watchin vargas knock a bitch out ice glisten ballitician hold it down and dirty peace to all my fuckin raza up
need to shut yo muthafuckin' ass up and listen The prison system's winnin', a losin' battle Puttin' hate in our heart, we got more beef than cattle Mexicans killin' Mexicans
[Verse One] Straight outta South Park a real as nigga Up in Corpus Christ Texas with my Mexican killas We comin up together getting fortune and fame
We showin love everybody comin with skills KB [?] house park side keepin it real And we ain't trippin, even bout no [???] man Holla at the South Park Mexican
Amigos Blunt Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis Illegal amigos, tha mexican
stack of paper on the South Side, they run wit slangaz and they stack that paper we screamin' YAAY YAAY wit the baskets full of blaze South Park Mexican