rollin Rollin on chop I'm bout to drop the top I'm fresh off the lot I'm rollin Rollin on chop [SPM] 17 in a 7 7 Seville [Shadow] I'm rollin Rollin on
like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your
out half a blunt hangin' out my mouth speedin' like a demon on 101 south I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut ya got a gram bag get the zags an' roll
kickin To show my sh*t Rappin holdin of my d*ck Boy I dont quit Crime rappin mutha f*cka From around the way I gotta sick shooter yo mean hombre Rollin
ball rolling Verse Two: Eazy-E Riding on Slauson down towards Crenshaw Turned down the sound to ditch the law Stopped at a light and had a fit Cause a Mexican
love for a mexican my homies been chillin wanna smoke for free will they have gas money or depend on me? can i roll on those streets in my 57? let me know can mexicans
'ma stay strong, stronger then they thought I made 'em so sick when I bought it off the lot But I'd fall apart, if I couldn't spark South Park, slap 20
[South Park Mexican talking] We ain't tripping, y'all one damn one damn time [South Park Mexican] What the dang deal, to the Dallas Texas Last night
my nigga F**k these hoe ass niggas (Chorus - 2x) You bring your boys, I'll bring my boys You get your guns, I'll get my guns [South Park Mexican]
[South Park Mexican] Stop at the store make my bitch pump the gas And when we get home bitch you fitting to cut my grass In my cutlass, 1982 My baby mama
right then it wouldn't be me (uh huh) Relationship was history (out the door) I just can't bring me back for no it watching h-o-e (Chorus) (South Park Mexican
up JC [South Park Mexican] I'ma have to smoke, I'ma have to fucking toke Keep it in my lungs like an inside joke Got married at the crack hotel in south
a astranot im on the mexican radio radio radio im on the mexican ah oh radio radio radio im on the mexican radio radio radio im on the mexican radio
parkin lot Parkin a drop, hop in the X5 Thats my, SUV, yes ma Next time I pull up and Some of that old crazy shit I will roll down my windows and got
[verse 1: baby beesh] I'ma fool I'ma nut I'ma nigga from the cut Split the blunt roll it up And the deuce is what I chunk I'ma prosper Spittin street
Deliver my life the best I could Robin hood, youngest crook Here they come now watch y'all look Go by the book, charge I shook It's that mexican dance
[south park mexican] Wizard of oz. at the age of 14 In the orleans I met my first dope fiend A rock and roll king, but this was no dream Made so much
old steam cleana come on [Chorus: South Park Mexican] [Verse 2: Angela Perez] I need a sweet to calm my nerves a swisha sweet filled with killa herbs I wanna fill it, roll
