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South Park Mexican
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Dope Game
Check one, check two, let's take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but loose
Nothing left to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass that the Mex gon' last
Put the past on paper, threw away my pager
These boys keep callin' for Los the cookie baker
Mama saved 'em from the hate, now I'm hard with the pain
I'm in the place in your face tryin' to sell you a tape
I break records in Texas, creepin' in Caddies and Benzes
And a pretender if he step up to the bullet bartender
I bet I check and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper
I might dump the whole clip and miss and hit your uncle
I ain't trippin', flippin', sippin' on purple Lipton
Diggin' women in the drop lemon, G livin'
I was driven to my last nerve, hittin' curbs
Puttin' twenties on a grass hurst, end of verse
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
I remember long ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle tryin' to smoke your bud
Just hopin' that the blunt wouldn't pass me up
I used to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never walk around with the white cup
Now I drink eighteen steaks on silver plates
Girls fanin' my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I bought my sets in the southwest
I ain't got no credit cards except Mexican Express
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I'ma dress my baby girl and rock the whole damn world
If you needs tracks Happy P got my referral
Your head twirl to the sounds of the SP Mex
Ridin' in the Lex with a dog named Plex
South side to the north at the old golf course
The valet, the white Porsche with the bulletproof doors
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
It's the L O S C O Y
Pack the pistola, oh me, oh my
My nina shine like the sun, I never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef makes me eggs fuyon
I've come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin', dope dealin', killin' nothin' but squeals
My third wish was to break this curse and myth
Now I'm worldwide status on your satellite dish
Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the pepper
Left a mark in the game and never been a half stepper
Leopard skin on my couch, be like Oscar the Grouch
From the streets, pullin' rocks out my kangaroo pouch
But I told these boys, never at my house
Whether it's the ounce that puts leather on my couch
A thousand dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
Dope House bouncin' cash to my forgein' accounts
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
No shame, welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play, leave your boys with no brains, whoridas
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