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

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In my Hummer with a tiger, chrome on the wiper Fired My Receptionist 'cause she a slow typer Candy green Viper with the white striper Choppin' down Scott, slicer & a dicer Keep my wrist iced up just like my white cup Ass on the tight buck bought Pop a nice truck Bang, Spice I round my neck a phyton Pack a 4 pound do you wanna die gun Puff like a dragon, slab cadillac Broughm Stack cash in the back of a Crack home Wrec'em 'til the outro, show em' how the south go Hoes on the down low, feed my dog Alpo No Blues or red that's leavin' fools dead Bang gray tapes & listen to what Screw Said Tre to the Clarke, back to the South Park. Have you ever seen a nigga just freak a Skylark? [Chorus:] Ride, ride, ridin' on them Vogues, fo' sho mayne, we gon' Crawl, crawl, crawlin' on them Vogues fo' sho mayne. I was a neighborhood drug dealer Hillwood High life fuckin' blood spiller In it for the money & not much else Picked up a pen & I struck wealth I was travelin' to different cities, different hoods Sometimes in Arenas, Sometimes in the woods Met alot of fans that I never knew had I get little gifts & I give 'em to my Dad He puts 'em in a room with all my old trophies Things he looks at 'cause he ain't got no stories Of me growin' up as a kid on Corl Street He left to the store & now were 4 deep


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