Текст песни South Park Mexican f Rasheed - Broadway, слова песни South Park Mexican f Rasheed

Текст песни South Park Mexican f Rasheed - Broadway

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[Verse 1: SPM]Now we sleep all day and party all nightI`m picking up my homie from the what, NorthsideTommys on my shirt, and nike`s on my shoesWe rollin in the `burban on them killa 22`sHit the Southside, and pick up 2 twinsYou can take Kelly`s booty, I`ma do Kim`sCops dont like me, not everyone agreesI sag so low that my belts around my kneesBass be boomin, make the girls butts wiggleMy girls gettin drunk and she`s showin me her nipples23rd and Sherman, I stop to get a sackSunday afternoon, I put Mason on the mapCuz the dopeman got em in a 6-4 dropSometimes I`m on elbow, sometimes I`m on chopDopehouse Clique, and we all got cloudPeace to DJ Lobo and my homie Bill Styles(SPM)Cuz my posse`s is on Broadway...(Rasheed)I ride with my nigga, lie for my niggaSmoke fry with my nigga, shine with my niggaI`d die for my nigga, cry for my niggaStay high with my nigga, my niggaMy Nigga[Verse 2: SPM]Hanging with my niggas in the Hillwood GroveChickens in my kitchen cookin in my stoveImagine I`ve been saggin ever since I could walkBeen beggin you to listen ever since I could talkDouble-in my money, even make it tripleI`ve never been a bum, but I`m beggin for a nickelStill dippin sticks with a throwed ass bitchWorkin those lips, but I dont mean a kissRoll with fuckin killers, we all got strapsWalkin through my hood with a woodgrain macSlip em in a coma, slangin on my cutIt took alot of work to get my block so crunk(SPM)Cuz my posse`s on Broadway...(Rasheed)I eat with my nigga, sleep with my niggaCook beef with my nigga, Creep with my niggaOn feet with my nigga, drink with my niggaPack heat with my nigga, my niggaMy Nigga[Verse 3: SPM]Now we back in population, we all got strapsRun around town, in trophy trucks and `lacsThe wheels keep turnin, I`m choppin up the windI see the ladies lookin, they wanna jump inNow the front ends hoppin and the car begins to danceMy 40 ounce bottle, is spillin on my pantsRidin too deep, in the 4-door `77I`m tryin to count my TV`s, I think i got elevenNow we all got love for the `63 ImpalaRuby is the short one, claimin GuatemalaBobby is the mix-breed, people think he`s funnyBehind us in the Cougar and he`s hoppin like a bunnyBird`s keep flyin, I feel like a HawaiianCuz my backyard looks like an exotic islandCreepin Harrisburg, the party broke leftI make a U-Turn, `cuz I`m BROADWAY TO MY DEATH(SPM)Cuz my posse`s on Broadway...(Rasheed)I roll with my nigga, smoke with my niggaFuck hoes with my nigga, blow with my niggaBuy clothes with my nigga, throw with my niggaCook dope with my nigga, my niggaMy NiggaI chill with my nigga, deal with my niggaPop pills with my nigga, steal for my niggaI`d kill for my nigga, feel my niggaOn wheels with my nigga, my niggaMy NiggaSOUTH PARK`S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE YA`LLSOUTH PARK`S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSESOUTH PARK`S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE YA`LL(*gunshots*)SOUTH PARK`S IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!

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