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Текст песни Frost - Mexican Border

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(Guitar)(Kid Frost)Yeah.......Rufless relativin`497 Somebody got shot(Verse One: Kid Frost)When I was a kid no one gave a fuck about mehad to get my shit `cause my parents use to doubt meGot my first job working for the manwho picked me off the corner, see I got my first grandand now I`m straight bankin` and payin` all the billsmy mama said "Who the fuck did you have to kill?"it ain`t even like that, I`m slick as a FoxI keep my gat hidden` in Nike shoe boxunderneath my bed the cash kept flowin`I gotta make sure my neighborhood keeps snowin`My daddy use to say that "I was no good"but If I didn`t do it then somebody else wouldand so I sell it by the pound and even provide the keyif somebody`s gotta pay then It`s gotta to be meso when I hed south muthafucka` cause I owe apayment that came in from Sinaloa(Now I`m...)(Chorus: Kid Frost)I`m headdin` down to the Mexican BorderHeading down to the Mexican BorderHeading down to the Mexican BorderI`m headin` down, headin` downHeadin` down to the Mexican BorderHeadin` down to the Mexican BorderHeadin` down to the Mexican BorderI`m heading down to the Mexican Border(Verse Two: Kid Frost)I`ve got the good shit that couldn`t be boughtI`m rollin` up a Five with a truck full of FuckMy Homeis on the corner like tricks in a hat32 pounds it`s like bricks in the backI`m watchin` my speed limit let the chevrolet slideGotta keep it cool rollin` through Ocean SideThen I see this Pig, rollin` up on my assI let up on the gas, I was going kinda fastNow I see the red light about to get beatMan, I felt like my nut sack sankin` to the seatI gave her my I.D plus my registrationand I gave her the place to my got damn stationand give me the keys so I can open up the trunkman fuck that shitnow it`s one dead punk(hahaha)(Police=P)(Kid Frost=K)(P)Hey beaner you wanna step (K: What?) out the fucking car?(K)Man,Fuck you...haha(P)No.No!!!! (K: Yeah!!! That`s right!!!!!)(Chorus)(Man)He`s gotta reputationHe`s got a young brideHe`s going to leave this town wishing he was wiveor of ever even been born(Verse Three: Kid Frost)I`m a mean muthafucka` and I want itIf I see something I don`t got then I want itand so I hide by the bushese at the stop lighta yo some my say that it`s not rightbut What am I to do? get a job Homie check ityou got 6 felenies on your recordMan, you think pack tails ever gonna wan`t me?The tatoos on my arm are going to haunt meI`m loading up my click in my (????????)and some poor fulls about to get jackedI`m waiting for the right one, Creeping through the white oneLooking for the tools and that stupid it`s street dumband then I see the Little Rob lookin` reluctantI put the gun on his head and now I gotta cut himI went to pick up some clothes from my Homeboy`s houseI hit a Five on a State Five going South and now I`m(Chorus)

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