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South Park Mexican Comin Up Comin Down

[Chorus:] Comin' Up Comin' Down, That G in H-Town, South Bound as I clown, Come around blaze a pound [x4] [First Verse:] Well let me jump in this funk

We showin love everybody comin with skills KB [?] house park side keepin it real And we ain't trippin, even bout no [???] man Holla at the South Park Mexican

stack of paper on the South Side, they run wit slangaz and they stack that paper we screamin' YAAY YAAY wit the baskets full of blaze South Park Mexican

down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through your veins like medicine Wanna be down? On the H

Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis Big Ballin...! Illegal amigos, tha mexican

speedin' like a demon on 101 south I smoke chewy like a muthafuckin' nut ya got a gram bag get the zags an' roll 'er up it's Andre Nickatina tiger comin

Bling in my mouth but I can take it out Stepping up to me, something people think about Long and hard til they lose courage Mad cause they girl beat up and malnourished Picked up

up seven Dope Houses Cadillac Bounces, started makin thousands Draped up in 3 thousands outfits Everybody happy, laws tryin to trap me Pissed cause I quit and started comin

how the shit gets done in the deep south im in vegas watchin vargas knock a bitch out ice glisten ballitician hold it down and dirty peace to all my fuckin raza up