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Utwór: Tex to Cali Part 2

  • wykonawca: South Park Mexican
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"Tex to Cali Part 2"(feat. Kid Frost)
  [Kid Frost]
  Home boy
  Home boy
  Yes sir
  Yes sir
  From Tex to Cali part two
  Ha ha
    [Verse 1: SPM]
  I gets down and dirty
  Stood at 7:30
  My team for a birdy
  I don't think ya heard me
  Take a journey to where boys
  Die too early
  In the land of the hand of the district attorney
  Controversy
  Make you beg for mercy
  45 where niggas will rob you for ya jersey
  Ariberdiheri
  All my shots be fatal
  Little pigs coffin my hands to my ankle
  Too much bail
  Got to make bail
  I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell
  Take a fine ass gal to a cheap motel
  And if she hungry
  I take that bitch to Taco Bell
  Oh weeell
  Her pussy ain't made of gold
  And if I trip you be sittin on the side of the road
  Yo Frost
  [Kid Frost]
  What up dawg?
  [SPM]
  Let me hit the pine o fine
  I done jumped in this game
  And now it's mine all mine
    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
  From Tex to Cali
  Every hood every alley
  Puffin on smalley
  In the candy coated Cadi
  Maan that blocks to go glocks
  Wit 17 shots
  [Gun shot]
  Cops
  Swearin to God, we sell rocks
  [Repeat 2x]
    [Verse 2: Kid Frost]
  I'm still standin in the sunset
  Hand on my pistola
  Little John Gotti
  From baja Califrnia
  Sippin on Corona
  With the chip Motorola
  Betta watch out for my coner
  Or you'll be an organ doner
  1part pure
  3 parts bakin soda
  Take it out the microwave
  Before it bubbles over
  Betta look ova ya shoulda
  Shits getting colda
  Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma
  I the bomba
  Bomba
  I'ma let you know que onda
  Que onda
  In the South Park smokin on some smoka
  On some smoka
  SO what youo sayin
  I'm down in club payin
  It's crunk I'm drunk
  Fucked up cuz parlayin
  Chillin wit ya baby moma
  Sellin dope to her brotha
  Everyday that you in jail
  She beggin me to fuck her
  Don't touch the cap
  Cuz I best get the sattle
  From Cali to Tex these fool G's ride cattle
    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
  [Repeat 2x]
    [Verse 3: SPM]
  It's the SPM aka
  Grando cinquero
  Come to me for a ki
  Fuck a pebble
  Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo
  Ha ha
  I'll break you off with one dedo
  Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow
  We can settle this shit right here right now
  Actin foul with the crack child
  Leave a smile
  Have you shinin up my reptile
  Now I got em tryin to dial nine eleven
  Pray for me Reverend
  In the hood I'm a back street legend
  In a 7 7 Seville
  And only 17
  I jus saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend
  In the land of the lost it's the same ol story
  I jus gave my mom some change for a 40
  Got many wets luxurious and sporty
  I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me
    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
  [Repeat 2x]

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