Текст песни South park mexican - Boys On Da Cut, слова песни South park mexican

Текст песни South park mexican - Boys On Da Cut

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[First Verse:]

I woke up quick, at around two
Jumped in my benz, picked up DJ Screw
Boys out there, makin` them tapes
Separate the real niggas from the fakes
My boy just got out, did a flat ten
And he just can`t stop talkin` bout that pen
My best friend, but time destroys all men
Now he don`t give a fuck about goin` again
It ain`t all good, but I ain`t missin` no money
I`m just a thug muthafucka and you can`t take nothin` from me
Somebody once said they wanna see me dead
The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my killas in the H-TX
It`s the SP-Mex, in the all black stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and security
A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry

[Chorus:]

Cuz the boys on the cut don`t give a fuck
You come talkin` that shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, slangin` that yay
Only pussy muthafuckas say that crime don`t pay

[2x]

[Second Verse:]

The time has come, and the day is here
Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin` year
I come from the head, it`s the boy named Los
The one that got everybody on they toes
Straight up, and still I sell dope for a livin`
In the form of a compact disc, fuck prison
No more savin` cans, no more collectin` pennies
I`ll have your fuckin` clique hollerin` "Who killed Kenny?"
For my Gangsta bitch, that I just met
She ridin` my dick, chuckin` up her set
I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood
Got the whole World fiendin` for the dope I cut

[Chorus]

[Bridge (Ayana M.):]

Fire......
We on fire.......
We ain`t gone stop....
Droppin` these boooooombs.....

[2x]

[Third Verse:]

I was twelve years old, when I did my first jack
And I don`t think that bitch ever got her purse back
With fifteen rocks, I bought my first car
Cooked my first batch of dope in a pickle jar
It`s like uno, dos, tres, young Happy Perez
Got me sellin` this dope to anyone on two legs
Boys talkin` down, but I give two fucks
Step in my face, I put you in an all-black tux
Layin` in a casket, hard as a rock
My lead, hit`cha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do I have to tell ya?
All my life I`ve been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so untouchable
I just got out the county jail two months ago
Now I`m in the studio, just like Julio
In the city where them bitches never won a Super Bowl
Man I can`t stop, I`ma keep on droppin`
Seven of my bitches at the same mall shoppin`
At the galleria, tell me have you seen her?
I fuck a country singer and a Houston ballerina
Plus a fine ass China, I used to be a dreamer
Now I bought my Mom and Dad a navigator and a beamer
Leave a mark in this game, ask Ted Indian
I don`t give a fuck cuz every month I make a million

[Bridge]

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