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Артист: FrostНазвание : Mexican BorderДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : black metal progressive rock electronic trip-hop electronica Видео:
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(Kid Frost) Yeah.......Rufless relativin` 497 Somebody got shot (Verse One: Kid Frost) When I was a kid no one gave a fuck about me had to get my shit `cause my parents use to doubt me Got my first job working for the man who picked me off the corner, see I got my first grand and now I`m straight bankin` and payin` all the bills my mama said "Who the fuck did you have to kill?" it ain`t even like that, I`m slick as a Fox I keep my gat hidden` in Nike shoe box underneath my bed the cash kept flowin` I gotta make sure my neighborhood keeps snowin` My daddy use to say that "I was no good" but If I didn`t do it then somebody else would and so I sell it by the pound and even provide the key if somebody`s gotta pay then It`s gotta to be me so when I hed south muthafucka` cause I owe a payment that came in from Sinaloa (Now I`m...) (Chorus: Kid Frost) I`m headdin` down to the Mexican Border Heading down to the Mexican Border Heading down to the Mexican Border I`m headin` down, headin` down Headin` down to the Mexican Border Headin` down to the Mexican Border Headin` down to the Mexican Border I`m heading down to the Mexican Border (Verse Two: Kid Frost) I`ve got the good shit that couldn`t be bought I`m rollin` up a Five with a truck full of Fuck My Homeis on the corner like tricks in a hat 32 pounds it`s like bricks in the back I`m watchin` my speed limit let the chevrolet slide Gotta keep it cool rollin` through Ocean Side Then I see this Pig, rollin` up on my ass I let up on the gas, I was going kinda fast Now I see the red light about to get beat Man, I felt like my nut sack sankin` to the seat I gave her my I.D plus my registration and I gave her the place to my got damn station and give me the keys so I can open up the trunk man fuck that shit now it`s one dead punk (hahaha) (Police=P)(Kid Frost=K) (P)Hey beaner you wanna step (K: What?) out the fucking car? (K)Man,Fuck you...haha (P)No.No!!!! (K: Yeah!!! That`s right!!!!!) (Chorus) (Man) He`s gotta reputation He`s got a young bride He`s going to leave this town wishing he was wive or of ever even been born (Verse Three: Kid Frost) I`m a mean muthafucka` and I want it If I see something I don`t got then I want it and so I hide by the bushese at the stop light a yo some my say that it`s not right but What am I to do? get a job Homie check it you got 6 felenies on your record Man, you think pack tails ever gonna wan`t me? The tatoos on my arm are going to haunt me I`m loading up my click in my (????????) and some poor fulls about to get jacked I`m waiting for the right one, Creeping through the white one Looking for the tools and that stupid it`s street dumb and then I see the Little Rob lookin` reluctant I put the gun on his head and now I gotta cut him I went to pick up some clothes from my Homeboy`s house I hit a Five on a State Five going South and now I`m (Chorus) | Похожие исполнители:
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