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These Streets

アーティスト:South Park Mexican  アルバム:Last Chair Violinist 

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[South Park Mexican:] Sunshine in the wind with the bald fade Gotta keep my dream down 'cause them laws hate Out the roof deuce chunkin' 45 dunkin' H-Town is just like Compton kick doors Telescope hit folds make you boys sound softer than wet dough Stack dollars went to crack college I like my salad with extra black olives Acknowledge keep my lac polished Don't mistake me for a fuckin' rap artist I'm the one that shot slugs in your hot tub Leave your bitch ass screwed & chopped up None left known for car theft But in the kitchen I'm the one top chef I cool whip it I ain't bull shitin' turn 25oz to a new chicken. [Chorus:] Smoke bud 'cause it's my therapy Take a .44 slug, turn that bitch to a memory Can't show no love 'Cause these hoes greed jealousy So run them thugs These Streets keep callin' me. [Rasheed:] Let the bombs fly nigga we can all die But wait a second first I gotta tell my mom bye Maybe we can talk it out up in god's sky Rasheed got more nuts than pecan pie. I'm the wrong guy homey I don't fuck around I've been a gangsta since way before Hustle Town SP Low G ain't no hoe in' us I don't eat alot of sweets but I smoke a bunch You can go to lunch & nigga you can go to hell Fuck the radio this shit is still gonna sell Like I told my bitch if I'm ever killed, you'll never find


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