*featuring Grimm, Ike Man
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It's been a lot of years I've been knowing these boys
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If I got a Benz I hope they drive a Rolls Royce
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See the thing with us
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Staying together is a must
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Chunk like the deuce on my junior high bus
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See we party since the break dance days
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Now it's '99 still on the fast lane
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Man I'm a dog if I was a cat I'd be in heaven
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Cuz I past nine lives back in '87
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Deep in this rap but it's just like the streets
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I see the same killas, hustlas, and freaks
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I remember you selling white on da cut
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Now you most hated on the mic hollering what
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Chopping up the scene
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While we puffing trees
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One family and two companies
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SPM bring the movement let's do this baby
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Skin tight homies since the early eighties
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[Chorus]
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We all around the world on the mission for meals
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Keep it crunk it's for real
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Blowing on kill
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Niggas already know
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We gonna ride fo' sho
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SPM, Ike Man, and that Grimm in the door
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About Benjamins
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So the quest begins
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Who wanna step to the three coldest Mexicans
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But don't play dumb
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When you see the spray gun
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Cuz we been down together since day one
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[Ike Man]
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Los I'm thinking nothing but stacks
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Unless it's flipping in 'llacs
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Big body Benzes and Jags
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We count hundreds in cash
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So ain't no stopping us now
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We deep in love with this pay
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And all these lavish ass things
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Like 18-K cardia
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We coming creased with these J's
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We staying tight with them spades
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We high rolling, we paid
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We got respect cuz we made
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I'm living deep in this game
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And ain't no way I'mma change
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These bustas knowing my name
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But ain't no way they can hang
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With a mexicano like Ike
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Soy veterano for life
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In Jam Down commision they got my name up in lights
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I represent for them thugs
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That ride the boats and push drugs
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And smoke the best of them buds
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And save the rest for the scrubs
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[chorus x1]
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[Grimm]
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I burn the sesses
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Ain't nothing less
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I gots the S on my chest
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I been blessed by my best
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You know the real get no rest
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We coming through
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With power moves
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It ain't no rules in this game
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The same as moving the caine
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We move the music with chains
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And that's my chase for all my paper
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Plates with chips on the table
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Bet them all and I'm able
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Cuz Jam Down is the label
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It's on the hunt for millions or billions
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Ready for more
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We 'bout settle the score
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We world wide and on tour
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I call my boy South Park the Mexican and it's on
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We reminisce getting blown
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Been best of friends for so long
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Back in the days
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We made the paper every gram we weighed
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But now it's slammed to stay
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Paper jams and blaze
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[chorus x1]
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We all around the world
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We... we... we...
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We all around the world
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We all around the world
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We... we... we...
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We all around the world
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[chorus x1]
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Since Day 1
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South Park Mexican (SPM) |