Текст песни South Park Mexican f JC, Uchie - Suckaz N Hataz
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(Intro: Uchie)It`s for real, they want to know why all these haters is talking about me and talking nonsense, This is Uchie with my man FileroDopehouse Records, Shut Em Down, listen to thisChorus: JC & (Uchie)And we want to know why these haters keep playing with me oh yah(Hey and we want to know why these suckers they talk about me)And we want to know why these haters keep playing with me oh no(Listen, and we want to know why these haters keep playing with me)(South Park Mexican)I`ma smoke kill, I`ma do what I canI`ma help them find that nigga up in AfghanistanI represent the hood, Benz what I pushJust bought a house right next to George BushIn River Oaks, it`s the nigga LosIn the club drunk, nah nigga I`m fin to goIn my 64 candy what ImpalaFall to my knees and give all praise to AllahStill I blow big and I don`t like pigsI`m trying to put my trailor on MTV CribsBut they say it`s too small, not enough coverageBut I got two bedrooms and a brand new ovenI`m puffing and I`m pounding, I`m high as a mountainYou could tell I`m fucked up when you hear my albumThe cadillac boucing I drunk my bitch a thousandIn the mall balling while you motherfuckers browsing, ha ha(Chorus)(South Park Mexican)This green is so delicious, mom`s still bitchingWhy don`t you ever listen and rap like a christianMom you know I`m thugging there ain`t no fucking hopeThe only time I run is when I`m running dopeI shake it and I shook it, what you think I`m stupid Cause I smoke kill and my dick`s fucking crookedWell fuck you too, I`ma call my crewPack a 22 if you want some beef stuSipping 80 Proof, chugging duece out the roofStomp a nigga down and wipe his shit off my bootI`m at 3-25 if you want more than 50But I don`t slang wiggy or that Milly VenillieI`m strictly moving carpet, on the black marketCause hoes talk to pigs like a spider named CharoletteValet park it, 600 starshipWill this be cash, naw bitch you could charge it, ha ha(Chorus)(South Park Mexican)I`m smoking on that doja, for my bitch RosaI signed her love poster then she gave me the panochaDopehouse soldier I feel I`m getting closerPeace to Faith up in that Atlanta GeorgiaCoopa Cabanna, this song is a jammerI like to get drunk and start dancing like HammerLoose dickie sagger, no I`m not a braggerSometimes shave my head like the what Marvin HagglerYa bitch I done had her, my dick gone gag herSqueeze her and I grab her, while I creep in a jaggerYab-a-dab-a-do it`s the Mr. Flinstone20 inch chrome aimed straight and hit domeLeave my click alone unless you want your shit goneNo chest no brains and no way to get homeYou want to be hard, I`ll freeze your body upFive days in the dirt, I`m sure you`ll soften up, ha ha yo(Chorus)(Outro: Uchie) What I`m talking about, this is Uchie and Filero On the beat ya heard meY`all gone hear from me in a little bit, uhAnd y`all ready for this, I`m going to do a little freestyleWhile everyone is here watching me, uh listen(Uchie)Hold up, Uchie in the cutComing through the hood with my niggas in the truckAnd away uh from the school and the fools and the nutsI`ma tell ya right now we one balling never stuckAnd bitches show me love with some hugs and kissesMaybe cause the wheels on my right is 20 inchesMaybe cause I ducked and some hard hitting lyricsOr mabe cause my name is at the top and they wished itCause I come a long way, and I`m here to stayThat Dopehouse Records til I die or my fameWe got Screwston sippers they be microphone rippersThem creepers and crawlers artists are the hardestThrowdest shot callers, bone ass killersAnd if ya ready to go to war we got some throwed ass dealers, I`m out