Like that, mm.....
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[Spoken:]
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New cheese, cd's, and l.p's, playa hating lies raise of these
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Fuck what your talking bout we from the south, we gonna put it down put it in
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your face
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Know what I'm saying?..
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Yo man a nigga gotta say something to this track
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I hate to interrupt y'll boys freestyling but we do it like this..
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Mother fucker laid back in your cadillac
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let me jump in your trunk like back to back
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Stayed real for life, roll down south
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Fixing to rent shop with the home town crowd
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My alias be that South Park Mexican
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flowing throw your veins like medicine
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You got freestyle, wanna be down
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real ballers fight for the rebound
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G-town to mother fucking B-town, creep around
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every body G'ed out
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I cant see how you can take me out, ???, make a dog meow
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Deep south, my hood got more slack than eighty eight cowboys riding on
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horseback
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Top that, uh, the Mexicans all that
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Strike like a snack and attack like a bobcat
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Like Capone on the microphone, you beat me leave that pipe alone boy
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Forgotten Verse
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| South Park Mexican (SPM) |
