מילים לשיר Throw Away Gats – South Park Mexican

Throw Away Gats (South Park Mexican) Personly, I feel my people is cursed to be Ridas till eternity My enemies tryna murder Hot as an infernary But I clocked my dough verbally Currently I push a benz out of Germany Tryna stay alive till I'm old and in the nursery My dead homies wife said today's they anniversary His blood on the seat done dried and turned burgandy Dead on arrival there was no need for surgery Purposly left to die in his Mercury But he was the smart nigga on his way to university It's hurting me, that he's lying in the earth beneath It's fucked how we dying over turfs of streets I heard this beat so I had to be first to speak Helping my raza seems to be what works for me Certainly I got killas doing dirt for free Burst the heat cuase I never learned to turn my cheek (Chorus) To the gunshow today And buy a throw away It's time to go to war is what the homies say A different beat, a different rap A different fool, a different gat Sorry but we're never gonna go away (Repeat 2x) (South Park Mexican) Fast life My mom say's I'm a sad sight Wake up and finish the beer I had last night Glass pipes, surround my two bedroom trailer Doctor feel good I graduated from Baylor With Taylor made suits, real loose, a gym with masoose
My hood is full of hustlers and fiends that play their flutes We shoot you first, I can see that my future's cursed At the club with the gat inside my ruka's purse To the hurse or to the nurse You bicthes getting to my nerves Mad cause my song came on and your girlfriend knew the words You stupid nerds We pushing birds Aztecs run this universe My people living blind cuase every time they look it hurts Now push reverse, way before the two benzes Way before my bicth was wearing 8,000 dollar dresses I was broke but happy And now I'm rich and angry Cause you haters ain't got the nuts to say that you can't stand me (Chorus) Repeat 2x (Low G) En el segundo Won't you come and step to my mundo Soy prisionero Este jale por si me muero Es mi destino Leaving muertos en el camino Soy assesino Mi primo es el materino Desiadado, wacth your back porque soy mojado Violento ya tu sabes de donde vengo del centro Atracando con mi matraca Lone Star State thats my motherfucking placa You heard about me ese vato si te mata Como El Zapata a mi jente le doy la plata Yo ando a pata los pinches haters no se escapan Con El Chedar nunca jueges con mi dinero Saco primero soy mas weno que un marinero I se me muero mama entiera me en el ghetto (South Park Mexican) Dope House impire strikes again You jealous bicthes say hello to my little friend (Gun shots from Low G's AR15) (Chorus) Repeat 2x.