South park mexican

Comin` Up Comin` Down

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Chorus:Comin` Up Comin` Down,That G in H-Town,South Bound as I clown,Come around blaze a pound(x4)First Verse:Well let me jump in this funk, with a pump and fake,Give me five funky dollars you can bump my tape,Cuz my flow come reala than a dealer servin` killa,Ain`t nobody trilla, Still a body chilla,Feel a millimeter comin` quicker than a cheetah,Me drop you on your peta,Then snatch your senorita,I be the creepa, back street sweeper,Want a pound of reefer, hit me on my beeper,Leaf of tha Ganga, make me really want`cha,Dip me up in water, fried with me sauncha,Got`cha, me glock pop pop on your drop top,Tha way I dodge cops like the rock in hop scotch,Drop a pig, I can dig deep in your terrordome,Smoke on my square alone, don`t know one care at home,Pair of chrome gats, blow backs on tha sidewalk,I got my glock poppin` hot rocks in your body, party-hearty,Lodi Dodi Carley, your Daddy smoke like Bob Marley,Sorry I`m hardly the one you should learn from,Everywhere I turn somebody wanna burn one,It`s the cursed son worse than the first one,When me gat burst to the nurse or the hearse,Cuz I shoot`em in the booty man, local Hillwoodian,Choppin` on a cookie, Mama put me in the Looney bin,Could have been a better man, up in NeverNeverLand,Jesus`s helpin` hand, reason this record jam,Never ran, never will,Still chill in Hillwood,Damn sure feel good,Livin` in a real hoodChorusSecond Verse:Now you can work on knees,You can jack for keys,I cut my cheese,And get t stackin` G`s,Drinkin` daquiri`s, and ain`t no jackin` these,I got slack in the front and the back of me,It`s a tragedy, I was raised on streets,Blazed on sweets, and sprayed posses,Costly profession, learned my lesson,Bout` Impressin` my click with Smith & Wesson,Addressin` Ghetto issues,When I sold me crack, had me Mom goin` through a box of tissues,But if I was in his shoes, I`d probably still lose,It`s in my blood to kill fools,Him choose death when he disrespect,Inject my Tec, and then I press eject,The Mex will check any clique that trips,It don`t make sense talkin` lip to clips,Which way to run, where do you hide?Boo-YAH! Ooh y`all almost died,Now take a ride with me, through the deep blue sky,Here take a hit, let me get you highChorus

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