South Park Mexican lyrics
South Park Mexican lyrics
"West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast lyrics"
Goldmine lyrics
I take a pill or twoTo make me nice for youBuzz me at 3 amyou feel inflicted, dirtyIts not called making outif you are over thirtyshe got the gold mineI got the shaftI'm 747she's anti-aircraftshe makes me insecure but that should make her fear me moreshe got the gold minebut I'm fineI am a waste of tim
I take a pill or twoTo make me nice for youBuzz me at 3 amyou feel inflicted, dirtyIts not called making outif you are over thirtyshe got the gold mineI got the shaftI'm 747she's anti-aircraftshe makes me insecure but that should make her fear me moreshe got the gold minebut I'm fineI am a waste of tim
[SPM talking]
Eh he he he he
Hustle Town my city maan!
Born and raised baby
Yo I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers
Raisin' men in a big city
I know it's hard
Let 'em know what's up Filero
[Verse 1: Filero]
I sell drugs with thugs
Hittin' licks off tricks
Workin' two jobs a dope deala and a pimp
Mom's beggin' me to stop everyday
So scared for me to walkâ?¦. Memory lane
But Mom don't worry my teck protect well
I told ya one day this rap shit gone sell
But my heart been broke from the start
Since the day my father died when I was seven in the park
So I wrote the book
How to pimp hoes and kic
Silver Threads And Golden Needles lyrics
(Jack Rhodes, Dick Reynolds) I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room All I want's the love you've promised Beneath the halo moon But you think I should be happy With your money and your name And hide myself in sorrows While you play your cheatin' game Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine A
k do's (Jack Rhodes, Dick Reynolds) I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room All I want's the love you've promised Beneath the halo moon But you think I should be happy With your money and your name And hide myself in sorrows While you play your cheatin' game Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine A
And if I kill well than that's just how the shit go
Pull yo strap
What am I supposed to sweat
This the third time today that I come close to death
[Chorus: SPM]
Hustle Town Hustle Town
The city of dreams
Where we creep through the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Hustle Town
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock cocked
Hustle Town
The city of dreams
Where we creep through the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Hustle Town
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock cocked
[Verse 2: SPM]
Set 'em up
Wet 'em up
Etceteras
Tell ya treasur
36 Degrees lyrics
We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue. Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you. Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box. I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing. Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of) With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
We were tight, but it falls apart as silver turns to blue. Waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you. Allocate your sentiment, and stick it in a box. I've never been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing. Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of) With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without a clue.
Empty the regista
Shit serious
I'll give ya life a period
Well here he is
The kid with experience
Don't start shit
Mistake me for an artist
Flash in the dark
Someone tell 'em where his heart is
Blue light
Who die?
Tonight
Maybe over two dice
Maybe cause he blew fry
On top of ya
With the Hillwood Mafia
Hard hittin' hustlas
Beat the draws off of ya
Knowledge
While my shit be flawless
Dope House Records step into my office
[Chorus: SPM]
[Lord Loco talking]
It's ya boy Lord Loco
Know what I'm talkin' bout
Representin' that H-Town wit my boy SPM
There's a lot of frauds out the
A Dreadful Strain lyrics
Under (the) moon, spring time still to come"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of woodLook around at the frightened facesOne man speaks, loud and loud he cries"All those strange fellows must go away to barrows!"Then they all went for a riot indeedTorch in hand and angry glances<
re know what I'm sayin' Under (the) moon, spring time still to come"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of woodLook around at the frightened facesOne man speaks, loud and loud he cries"All those strange fellows must go away to barrows!"Then they all went for a riot indeedTorch in hand and angry glances<
What you think 'bout them fraud ass niggas Los?
[Verse 3: SPM]
Jackin' jaws
I'm packin' balls
Smoke and split
I give mo' gifts than Santa Clause
Wit a cold forty-ounce and a sack of hay
Chug a lug for the thugs who done passed away
Mista da Masta Mystical Mexican Maniac
Competition ha ha
You muthafuckas make me laugh
You a bitch if you hatin' on my Houston hits
I fight devils like you wit a crucifix
Ruthless shit
With a shotty
Take ya body
Gun Kung Fu
Mixed wit AK Karate
I'm sorry but you the past like Atari
As I smoke like Marley
Stay Brown like Charlie
[Chorus: SPM]