Tex to Cali Part 2

Southpark Mexican

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    (feat. Kid Frost)

    [Kid Frost]
    Home boy
    Home boy
    Yes sir
    Yes sir
    From Tex to Cali part two
    Ha ha

    [Verse 1: SPM]
    I gets down and dirty
    Stood at 7:30
    My team for a birdy
    I don't think ya heard me
    Take a journey to where boys
    Die too early
    In the land of the hand of the district attorney
    Controversy
    Make you beg for mercy
    45 where niggas will rob you for ya jersey
    Ariberdiheri
    All my shots be fatal
    Little pigs coffin my hands to my ankle
    Too much bail
    Got to make bail
    I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell
    Take a fine ass gal to a cheap motel
    And if she hungry
    I take that bitch to Taco Bell
    Oh weeell
    Her pussy ain't made of gold
    And if I trip you be sittin on the side of the road
    Yo Frost
    [Kid Frost]
    What up dawg?
    [SPM]
    Let me hit the pine o fine
    I done jumped in this game
    And now it's mine all mine

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    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
    From Tex to Cali
    Every hood every alley
    Puffin on smalley
    In the candy coated Cadi
    Maan that blocks to go glocks
    Wit 17 shots
    [Gun shot]
    Cops
    Swearin to God, we sell rocks
    [Repeat 2x]

    [Verse 2: Kid Frost]
    I'm still standin in the sunset
    Hand on my pistola
    Little John Gotti
    From baja Califrnia
    Sippin on Corona
    With the chip Motorola
    Betta watch out for my coner
    Or you'll be an organ doner
    1part pure
    3 parts bakin soda
    Take it out the microwave
    Before it bubbles over
    Betta look ova ya shoulda
    Shits getting colda
    Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma
    I the bomba
    Bomba
    I'ma let you know que onda
    Que onda
    In the South Park smokin on some smoka
    On some smoka
    SO what youo sayin
    I'm down in club payin
    It's crunk I'm drunk
    Fucked up cuz parlayin
    Chillin wit ya baby moma
    Sellin dope to her brotha
    Everyday that you in jail
    She beggin me to fuck her
    Don't touch the cap
    Cuz I best get the sattle
    From Cali to Tex these fool G's ride cattle

    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
    [Repeat 2x]

    [Verse 3: SPM]
    It's the SPM aka
    Grando cinquero
    Come to me for a ki
    Fuck a pebble
    Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo
    Ha ha
    I'll break you off with one dedo
    Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow
    We can settle this shit right here right now
    Actin foul with the crack child
    Leave a smile
    Have you shinin up my reptile
    Now I got em tryin to dial nine eleven
    Pray for me Reverend
    In the hood I'm a back street legend
    In a 7 7 Seville
    And only 17
    I jus saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend
    In the land of the lost it's the same ol story
    I jus gave my mom some change for a 40
    Got many wets luxurious and sporty
    I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me

    [Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM]
    [Repeat 2x]

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