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South Park Mexican
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Dope House Mind
I gotta Palomino horse with Versacci saddle I'm a cocaine cowboy with crops and cattle Half dog and jackel. pop Don like snapple Got my first paycheck when i robbed the Randall's Flow hot like Campbell's, change broads like channels Two or three at a time cause we all just mammals The songs i sample, bought my moms a castle Bought pops a F!*^# non-filter box of Camels Comp soft and fragile , get stomped and trampled While they b!$^#* in my car tryna bob for apples Sport glocks in fannels with the common vandals Takin hits off a homemade bong with handles It's a lawless batlle as my thaoughts unravel put my gun and like eggs n_az dodge and scramble Still Lost in travel and my hearth's in shambles While the seeds in my weed snap ,pop, and crackle
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Who F!#$^* with the rhyme of th Dope House mind who shines in the dark in these end of times line after line who keeps it the realest (Carolyn:) only you cause the others too scared to live it
I do videos with a bunch of preety hoes In a Benz wearing K-mart Dickie clothes Give a toast listen close to da n_a Los When we was hungry Mom would say get the fish poles! Really thought back when i sported chili bowls and used to dream about rappin on Jenny Jones My city's thowed , stop actin like you didnt know getting rich and still scraming Gimmi mo! 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 In the pros gotta stay tippy toes They tryda kill me , few bullets came really close Now the b!%&* is froze, twisted in a wicked pose and his toes mo colda than my MIchelobs Diggin holes like im trying to find some hodden gols He got nice shoes, wondered if i fit in those? the sickest flows. i got guns that can kill a ghost at the club wearing dead man's Kenneth Coles
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Candy blue parka and moonlight sparka Let me tell ya bout the life of a pure white rocka a true live balla, might cruise my Pala Or just soak in the sun and take a poolside calla It's the hood fly talka and if u like drama Im da rappa dat'll rap ya in a two-ply potna with the fruit flies gonna my ginsu knife sharpa den that thang they was swanging at the Luke Sky walka listen boo. i gotta notta scre tight on da F!#$^&* in brain taht aint been sane since a cute shy toddla My new nine's hotta than a July jogga or even me on the news saying , Ohh hi Momma never knew my fatha til i grew quite larga but by then i was ten walkin through high water old dude tried harder than a suicide bomba Im like Dad its too late, im a fool, why botha
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