Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: South park mexicanНазвание : Screwed Up TapeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap spm latin south park mexican hip hop Видео:
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[Rasheed] Ma, I`m sorry for the things I did And god thanks for all the times you let me live I should of been dead a long time ago Should of been me and not Guero Foot on the pedal while I race to the hood Go to revillations in your little black wood Mom is all worried and that fucking shit hurts I never fuck a friend unless they suck my dick first Creep and I crawl, ball till I fall Sell you an 80 I won`t charge you for the straw They asked me how long I ever kept a job roughly Well, I worked six months in the county as a trusty I went to prison and came back an animal Southside, Houston`s murder capital My crew is cursed, shoot you first Died next to a stupid nurse Put you in the bluest hearse I`ll see your ass at Lucifer [Chorus - 2x] 6 in the morning police at my door Fresh, scoop of Coke across my bathroom floor Out the back window, I make my escape Didn`t even have a chance to grab my screwed up tape [Low-G] My green light, aloe sayed chiquito cagapalo haters don`t like me cause my name is hard to swallow Here he comes that 5-O asked me for i.d. Play on his computer and finds some felonies I was high, fly and a D.W.I. Every question asked I came back with a lie he was searching my ride and found my 45 That`s when I started thinking had to bust him with my nine Instead I ran, now your boy got away That night we celebrate like it was a holiday I use to be broke didn`t have big faces I had to wipe my ass with the yellow pages No T.V. and no cartoons My jefa in the kitchen washing plastic spoons I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs [Chorus - 2x] [South Park Mexican] I don`t know what the fuck, I`ma come have some bud Who want to fuck with us, brown like snuff or upper cuts Pro-tect my property, Hillwood prohecy I don`t know how many times I got to tell y`all get off of me Balls and that`s all I need, smoking bitches crossing me When I kill you niggas we can all live in harmony This ain`t motherfucking breaking stone, I told you once leave us alone Known to kill my fucking own, blame Houston cause that`s my home How can I make it when it won`t clear My bud done look like daffadille 17 million a year, still I thug in my Cavilier My people come, like Babylon, mexican and african Few white boys that`s family, asian and mohamilly Indian and that Navhoe, killers out that Navadoche Careful how your ass appoach, get busted like you pass a note All the hoes, camel toes, smoking on that ardachoke Bought the benz, bought the boat, in my kitchen rocking coke [Chorus] [Chorus 2] Crusing down the street with my 6 hoes Bumping my shit, riding on vogues Went to the park to get the scoop Young niggas out there cold shooting some hoops | Похожие исполнители:
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