(First and only verse (spm))
Yo man, a nigga gotta say somethin to this track man
I hate to interrupt y'all boys freestylin'
But we do it like this:
Mothafucka lay back in yo' Cadillac
Let me jump in yo' trunk like back to back,
Stay real for life, roll down south,
Fixin' to wreck shop for the home town crowd,
My alias, be the South Park Mexican,
Flowin' through your veins like medicine,
You got freestyle? Wanna be down?
Real ballers, fight for the rebound
G-Town, to mothafuckin' B-Town,
Creep around, everybody G'd out,
I can't see how, you could take me out,
I be out and make a dog meow,
Deep south, my hood got mo' slack Than 88 cowboys ridin' on horseback,
Top that, ha, the Mexican's all that,
Strike like a snake and attack like a bobcat,
Like capone on the microphone,
You beat, leave that pipe alone boy. Huh.
H-Town represent, as we do it like this.
Or we can do it like that.
Much love.
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