1.Hillwood Hustlaz Ii
Chorus：
Hillwood
Hustlaz
You can't
See us
We run
Houston
Thousands
Of tons
First verse：
I'll take my gun and make you run
Cuz it really don't make me none
Slip through the hood, dope i could
Deliver my life the best i could
Robin hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by the book, charge i shook
It's that mexican dance with wolves
Swimmin' pools, we some fools
Diamonds and them ruby jewels
Makin' moves, gator shoes
Just last week i made the news
They accused but i won't lose
Mama's happy, daddy's cool
What about you？ what do you do？
If you young, stay in school
We stay true, dopehouse crew
Smokin' yabba dabba doo
Jam this crew, we brand new
Followin' up this plan i drew
Sp-mex bubble jet
Countin' dollars and them cents
Kick your door down and have you tryin' to jump your own fence
Chorus
Second verse：
You haters ain't no friend of mine
Boys don't wanna let me shine
That's all fine, take in mind
Bust a rhyme, like a nine
How many times do i have to tell ya？
All my life i've been called a failure
Write my friends in the pen
'are you gettin' these letters i mailed ya？'
Rock and roll, opthimals
Then go eat at poppa dough's
So many hoes in the club
Pull my cash and buy them all a rose
Eighty-four, the story goes
On about that boy carlos
Sippin' fours, hittin' dro
But never put nothin' up my nose
Body froze, casket closed
Nightmares of the life i chose
Try my dope and overdose
Suckin' up my killer flow
Freestyle pro, style： girbauds
Silky socks and matchin' clothes
Mama told me life was like ballet, you gotta stay on your toes
Crackin' jokes, spin a spoke
Silly question, do i smoke？
Breakfast？ milk and quaker oats
Eighty thousand dollar boat
Better not puff, better not pout
Spm is in your town
El coyote in el mote, a.k. senor charlie brown
Chorus
Third verse：
The barbarian
Look where we buried him
In the hole, right next to the librarian
I married in, to the very end
Have your kids askin', 'daddy, who are those scary men？'
Make a stripper bitch, wanna be my fuckin' wife
She told me 'this the biggest tip i ever got in my life'
Nothin' can save us, starched, stuffed ben davis
Sellin' dope, to my coked out neighbors
First full trip and let my clip get to rippin'
Blood drippin' out his shit, tryin' to run, but he limpin'
I come from the slums, survived on crumbs
I live like a man, and i'ma die like one
Chorus
2.Oh My My
Uhh...yo! i can't hear myself on the mic!
Uhhh....yeah maybe i can! ugh!
First verse：spm
Now take a trip off the trip let me trip you out
Cause i'm a trip, i'm a nut, i'm a fool no doubt
Y'all boys really trippin on the money i make
But i'm trippin wet tryin to kill some ？ i hate
Separate all these fake niggas all in my face
You a disgrace, you should wish well for your own race
Tie your laces and hide your two faces
Guess i been lookin for love in all the wrong places
Follow in a trail to the land of hell
Everybody knows i belong in jail
For my raza, anyone else no tienen chanza
Fuck with my click i'll put a hole in your panza
I give two fucks, three shits, and one damn
Scram you bitch you aint with my fam
I don't cut for the jealous
Guess where your gal is
All on my weenie like mustard and relish
Chorus： baby beesh
Oh my my, oh hell yeah
Let's all get to puttin' some in tha air
Fix me a drink and sing me a song
But do it quick baby cause i can't stay long
Oh my my, oh hell yeah
Let's all get to puttin' some in the air
Man i'm so blowed
Man i'm so throwed
Somebody grab the wheel i can't see the road
Second verse： spm
Mama mia
I wanna put somethin in aaliyah
Sippin sangria and smokin on maria
I drill a nine milli through your liver arm trilla
Lone star state home of the armadilla
Blow killa with priscilla and ganja with blanca
Catch me at the club in my nike chanclas
Vida chua, my girlfriend's name is la muñeca
Dios around my necka
Sangre de azteca
S p m on choppers like men
Y'all run and hide while i count to ten
I'm a wait till fall then i'll cut my grass
Stop and make my girlfriend pump the gas
I got enough birds to have a snowball fight
My dream is to keep the world up all night
I done sold you a dub sack
Used to chase a hub cap
Now i'm in this game tryin to see where my love at
Chorus
Third verse： baby beesh
Its the return of that nut, baby beeshie
Love my chicken greasy
Shittin on them haters that love to taste the feces
I'm a fool i'm a nutta
Gone off the butta
I'm from vallejo, california houston to calcutta
Gone wacko off tobacco mixed with the dough dough
You squares aint ready for the modern day cholo
Used to be a player but now i'm an official
Doin big things like shine and pen ＆ pixel
The only nigga with a benz still on welfare
No insurance, no license, and no health care
Computer illiterate
Smoke dank like a cigarette
A straight fuckin idiot
You think that i give a shit
I need a hearing aid for some handicap parking
Damn baby bash your so damn retarded
Chorus
3.Twice Last Night
We did it twice last night
And once in the morning (2x)
(spm)
I pulled out my jimmy from a cracker jack box
The bullet proof vest blocking all my cum shots
I got one in london and her name is regina
Then i got sofia she's from argentina
Love em and leave em hell naw that aint my style
Id rather stick around for a lil long while
At least twice a week if she's a good freak
Bitch left a hicky on my left butt cheek
Mann im as strong as an ox
And your baby mothers a baller
We call her the head doctor
And nobody can stop her
You need to drop her
Cause all she really wants is a baller
That spends fifty thousand dollars
On the mexican (？)
(spm)
She's riding my pony mann she's horny
But it aint no fun if i cant call the homies
Early in the morning watching erkl while she blow me
When she see me with my girlfriend
She act like she dont know me
Cause she got love for me
My balls are never lonely
Call me crazy with that ass
And the pretty cheecharonies
In my room jamming oldies
She's dancing in her chonies
Had her screaming in the deli
Till the neighbors call the police
So we had to take it else where
Take it to the embassy
Picked up a stripper from the lesbian tennessee
Half black and japanese
Gone off them dakeries
My bitch ate her out
While i filled up her cavities
Then we did it
Twice last night
And once in the morning
(baby beesh)
She grabbed from my paw and i said aw naw
Rushed to the bed and jumped straight on my drowse
The next thing she saw playboy wasnt small
She asked baby beesh can i please take it off
She me and im yum yum
Mann we was doing it big
She made me cum cum
Damn i think i woke up her kid
But we was on one
With some (？) and wine
I gotta freak one
Aint no bitch colda then mine
She got that platinum punana
Fuck madana and jenny jenny
My momma be on that remmy
Mixed with henny when she get me
And when i get her i gotta
Hotter than enchilada
Oohh she brought her friend too
Now its a (？)
Against the wall let the camera record
I got the berries and the creep so we will never be bored
She kissed that teta
Told her nena would you please kiss your friend
She said you know i cant dadda
But is you joining inn
I said for show
We started off slowly
Once it hit midnight we went hard at 1：40
And then at 2：30 we started talking dirty
You got me feeling like a champ
When i dip up in the fury
Forty five minutes straight
Dripping wet took a power nap
Six in the morning got her wet then the shower cap
She was on top and i was on under
A b a b a bed hit the wall and it sounded like thunder
We did it twice last night
And once in the morning
4.Ooh Wee
(chorus 1)
Ooh wee
We gonna do them bad for sure
Ooh wee
Babygirl i thought you know
Ooh wee
We gonna get throwed and blowed
Ooh wee
Paint the town like michealangelo
Ooh wee
(chorus 2)
I know
You find it hard to believe that i am
The genie of your lamp and i can
Do anything you wish but right now
I'm commanding you to jam.
Ooh wee
Scooby dooby
Playa pass it to me.
Sticky icky oowee gooey.
I'm straight out the boonies
Bang screwy in my dully
Fingers residuey.
My girl wants a purse so i bought the bitch a louie.
Got killas that are puny, sick and rather loony
Baby beesh, happy p, and my little primo goofy
I'm the bully with the fully
Au-tomatic uzi.
My jacuzzi full of floozies
Ma-king dirty movies.
Feed the needy with my cd
On tv in tahiti.
Wa-ke up in the morning stretch and smoke me weedees.
I used to be the poorest
Ask mark flores
Now i drive around in a brand new delores
(chorus 1)
Ooh wee
We gonna do them bad for sure
Ooh wee
Babygirl i thought you know
Ooh wee
We gonna get throwed and blowed
Ooh wee
Paint the town like michealangelo
Ooh wee
(chorus 3)
Daddy bought a brand new car
Ooh wee
Now mamma get to shine like a star
Ooh wee
Daddy gonna ball till he fall
Ooh wee
Now mamma get to shop at the mall
Ooh wee
Ay chihuahua
Holla on the dollar.
Mamma, shake your nalgas and smoke with ali babba.
I got that goo goo and that ga ga
You can call me dada, in the caddy or the navi
Skating daytons on impalas.
Just like michael jackson i go thrilla for skrilla,
Pushing green pearl and vanilla
Hands on my nine milli.
Baby bash and spm we don't like no cops
We fidna turn the dope house into microsoft.
Well there we go again, with that flow again
Acting like you know again, blow it up like nickelodeon
Cleaning up like a custodian. you sure that's him？
Yeah that's bash.
Gone off do do mixed with hash.
He's the one po-lice harass
He's your future and your past.
(chorus 1)
Ooh wee
We gonna do them bad for sure
Ooh wee
Babygirl i thought you know
Ooh wee
We gonna get throwed and blowed
Ooh wee
Paint the town like michealangelo
Ooh wee
(chorus 3)
Daddy bought a brand new car
Ooh wee
Now mamma get to shine like a star
Ooh wee
Daddy gonna ball till he fall
Ooh wee
Now mamma get to shop at the mall
Ooh wee
Bought my own limousine, 20 inch mcleans
5 screens
With 2 margarita machines
High beams, i mean, ballin' since 19
And i still ain't finished counting all my green.
A born loser, microphone abuser
Puffing on medusa at the lollapalooza.
If you introduce her,
I bet i'm gonna goose her.
I've never been a snoozer, i'm a 600 cruiser.
Coming out of houston with a mouth full of pollution.
Mamma wants to put me in another institution
I smoke a whole quarter but i've never been a snorter.
Your boy spm i done swam across the border, ha ha ha ha
(chorus 2)
I know
You find it hard to believe that i am
The genie of your lamp and i can
Do anything you wish but right now
I'm commanding you to jam.
Ooh wee
(chorus 1)
Ooh wee
We gonna do them bad for sure
Ooh wee
Babygirl i thought you know
Ooh wee
We gonna get throwed and blowed
Ooh wee
Paint the town like michaelangelo
Ooh wee
5.Boys On Da Cut
First verse：
I woke up quick, at around two
Jumped in my benz, picked up dj screw
Boys out there, makin' them tapes
Separate the real niggas from the fakes
My boy just got out, did a flat ten
And he just can't stop talkin' bout that pen
My best friend, but time destroys all men
Now he don't give a fuck about goin' again
It ain't all good, but i ain't missin' no money
I'm just a thug muthafucka and you can't take nothin' from me
Somebody once said they wanna see me dead
The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my killas in the h-tx
It's the sp-mex, in the all black stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and security
A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry
Chorus：
Cuz the boys on the cut don't give a fuck
You come talkin' that shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, slangin' that yay
Only pussy muthafuckas say that crime don't pay
(2x)
Second verse：
The time has come, and the day is here
Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin' year
I come from the head, it's the boy named los
The one that got everybody on they toes
Straight up, and still i sell dope for a livin'
In the form of a compact disc, fuck prison
No more savin' cans, no more collectin' pennies
I'll have your fuckin' clique hollerin' 'who killed kenny？'
For my gangsta bitch, that i just met
She ridin' my dick, chuckin' up her set
I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood
Got the whole world fiendin' for the dope i cut
Chorus
Bridge (ayana m.)：
Fire......
We on fire.......
We ain't gone stop....
Droppin' these boooooombs.....
(2x)
Third verse：
I was twelve years old, when i did my first jack
And i don't think that bitch ever got her purse back
With fifteen rocks, i bought my first car
Cooked my first batch of dope in a pickle jar
It's like uno, dos, tres, young happy perez
Got me sellin' this dope to anyone on two legs
Boys talkin' down, but i give two fucks
Step in my face, i put you in an all-black tux
Layin' in a casket, hard as a rock
My lead, hit'cha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do i have to tell ya？
All my life i've been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so untouchable
I just got out the county jail two months ago
Now i'm in the studio, just like julio
In the city where them bitches never won a super bowl
Man i can't stop, i'ma keep on droppin'
Seven of my bitches at the same mall shoppin'
At the galleria, tell me have you seen her？
I fuck a country singer and a houston ballerina
Plus a fine ass china, i used to be a dreamer
Now i bought my mom and dad a navigator and a beamer
Leave a mark in this game, ask ted indian
I don't give a fuck cuz every month i make a million
Bridge
6.Medicine
First verse：
All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent valentine
And just like that, my life stopped on the dime
I can't stop cryin', inside i'm dyin'
I caught you red-handed, that's what i get for spyin'
But i've been suspicious, cuz you done caught me with some
bitches
But you promised not to shoot me with the same triggers
You didn't know the new benz i just bought you
Could be tracked by satellite, and that's how i caught you
Oh baby why？ in the past i've been unfaithful
I can't believe it, i feel like, this nigga raped you
But you allowed it, you gave yourself to a coward
I'ma bury both of you, and still buy you flowers
Chorus：
Remember when
Our love would never end？
But now i am
Tastin' my own medicine
(2x)
Second verse：
It's disturbin', it's sick, i keep thinkin' bout this shit
I wanna spit on your face, while you lie in a ditch
You forgave me, but i just can't forgive you
Cuz it ain't the same, i can't explain it, but it's true
It's way worse, i never felt pain like this
I can't take you back, you fuckin' nasty ass bitch
You destroyed me, you ruined, everything i worked for
A house with an elevator, a spa on the third floor
I still love you, but never in my life will i touch you
You disgust me, your beautiful face became ugly
I just wish you was a dream, and that i could wake up
But it's real, so i keep, gettin' drunk, as fuck
Chorus
Third verse：
I'm home waitin' for you, you don't know that i know yet
You're probably gettin' fucked right now, sippin' some moet
I checked the address, it's some dude named paul
Thirty-three years old, oh yeah, i checked it all
Probably met him at the mall, spendin' up my cash
G-string up your ass, wearin' tight ass pants
Oh my, look who just pulled up in her benz？
Where you been at girl？ oh, doin' some errands？
Take your shit off! let me smell you, what you thinkin' bout？
I know where you've been! shut your muthafuckin' mouth!
Whose house is this？ and who the hell is paul？
What you mean this ain't a house？ this where you took the dog？
You mean....this the vetinarian's office？
You got the parvo shots, for the puppy i just bought us？
It's some old man named dr. paul seigel？
Here's the business card, in case i don't believe you？
Call him up right now？ nah baby that's okay
You know i trust you, i love you, that's all day
Why is my face red？ it looks like i've been cryin'？
Gangsta's don't cry baby, don't even try it
Chorus
Yeah
This song is dedicated for all you niggas fuckin' over the women
you love.
If she don't get you back, your conscience will.
And if she's not happy, you won't be happy, that's just the way
it goes.
Yeah, this the spm, it don't never quit
7.He's A Bird, He's A Plane
First verse (spm)：
The dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer
Drug runner, fuck the 'i'ma gonna wanna'
Fast learner, attack like piranhas
My next big hit's called 'hubba, hubba, hubba'
I smoke her cuz i love her
Bought a danny glover
Now i'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother
From the gutter diggin' in your trash can
Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance
I came up off the cut, buyin' 'lacs and trophy trucks
The only thing i sell is submersible products
My all-white chucks turn a man into dust
You wanna meet the devil, ha？ you in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile, i was born the crack child
Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles
Make your ears ring when i sting like a scorpion
Pronounce him dead by four p.m.
Call me los kevorkian
Chorus (ayana m.)：
Some do it for the money and fame
He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane
Now his flow is a beautiful thing
S-p-m, he's a bird, he's a plane
(2x)
Second verse (spm)：
In hillwood, we didn't have many choices
I'm hearin' noises, outside i hear voices
The coys is a family who didn't have much
Except the love of a single mother's touch
The lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weed
I was first on the block, and last to leave
Feel the rain as it falls on this, tricky game
Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid dran...
Lift my name against my pain is used
To entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like...
Shit's the same
Born loser, v-12 cruiser
I opened up a store for the common drug user
Thirty-six eggs, come from one chicken
Some of you ain't livin', fuckin' with the unforgiven
I'm wishin' i could hug those dead or in prison
They go to jail or hell just because it's free admission
Man!
Chorus
Third verse (spm)：
Five on the dot when i hit the crack spot
Thirty slab rocks in a little matchbox
Hoe ass cops hit the cut around seven
Got a fiend on the pipe, and arrested him for resin
Fuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste it
But you bitches gonna have to settle for a basehead
Cuz i don't slip, broke quicker than a ship
Wrap a platinum hit, make the police captain sick
Backstreet legends, the world feel my prescence
I'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to texas
You can keep the lexus cuz i bought two benzes
On the microphone i broke you off with one sentence
Stay aware for what's out there, i smell hate all in the air
They asked me what my race was, i told them it was player
A very rare breed, almost extinct
The way i walk, the way i think,
The shit i wear, the shit i drink,
The way i stink, i smell like fruity hydroponic
When haters see my car, they turn around and vomit
I'm loco, fuck any player hatin' punto
You ain't got no love for me？ i ain't got no love tan poco
Chorus
8.Throw Away Gats
Personly, i feel my people is cursed to be
Ridas till eternity
My enemies tryna murder
Hot as an enfernity
But i clocked my doe verbaly
Curently i push a benz out of germany
Tryna stay alive till i'm old and in the nerssary
My dead homies wife said today's they anniverssary
His blood on the seat done dried and turned burgandy
Dead on arrival there was no need for surjary
Purposly left to die in his mercury
But he was the smart nigga on his way to university
It's hurting me, that he's lying in the earth beneath
It's fucked how we dying over turfs of streets
I heard this beat so i had to be first to speak
Helping my raza seems to be what works for me
Certainly i got killas doing dirt for free
Burst the heat cuase i never learned to turn my cheeks
To the gunshow today
And bought a throw away
It's time to go to war is what the homies say
A different beat, a different rap
A different fool, a different gat
Sorry but we're never gonna go away
Fast life
My mom say's i'm a sad sight
Wake up and finish the beer i had last night
Glass pipes, soround my two bedroom trailer
Doctor feel good i graduated from baylor
With taylor made suits, real loose, a gym with masus
My hood is full of hustlers and fiends that play their flutes
We shoot you first, i can see that my future's cursed
At the club with the gat inside my ruka's purse
To the hearst or to the nurse
You bicthes getting to my nerves
Mad cause my song came on and your girlfriend knew the words
You stupid nerds
We pushing birds
Aztecs run this universe
My people living blind cuase every time they look it hurts
Now push reverse, way before the two benzes
Way before my bicth was wearing 8,000 dollar dresses
I was broke but happy
And now i'm rich and angry
Cuase you haters ain't got the nuts to say that you can't stand
me
En el segundo
Won't you come and step to my mundo
Soy prisionero
Este jale por si me muero
Es mi destino
Leaving muertos en el camino
Soy assesino
Mi primo es el materino
Desiadado, wacth your back porque soy mojado
Violento ya tu sabes de donde vengo del centro
Atracando con mi matraca
Lone star state thats my motherfucking placa
You heard about me ese vato si te mata
Como el zapata a mi jente le doy la plata
Yo ando a pata los pinches haters no se escapan
Con el chedar nunca jueges con mi dinero
Saco primero soy mas weno que un marinero
I se me muero mama entiera me en el ghetto
Dope house impire strikes again
You jealous bicthes say hello to my little friend
9.My Feria
Intro (dj kane)：
Ooh, feria
Oh, oh, oh, my feria
Chorus (dj kane)：repeat 2x
I'm in love with my feria
What i would for my feria
I stay true to my feria
Because my feria loves me
1st verse (spm)：
I got a fat girl, with a big ol' face
And 'in god we trust' tattooed around her waist
Helped me beat a dope case
And she paid off the judge
I bet her on the cubs and the phoenix suns
Her name is cashola way over maria
She bought me a casino in south korea
How we roll, you have no-oh idea
She runs with hoes like christina 'la bolia'
She never bounce like a check
Put a ounce in my vet
Got a house and a jet
She my spouse and my friend
Put my cousin through college and bought my grandma a lil' ranch
She crazy
Always chase me tryna get in my pants
Ha, ha!
Chorus 2x
2nd verse (spm)：
She come from a tree but she ain't mary jane
I'm talkin' 'bout my paper, maan!
Never fake or counterfeit, my madamoiselle
Bought me snacks up in jail
Until they granted me bail
My jew-els
Surround my platinum gazelles
She can't spell but she can sure count well
Record sales make her swell
Bought my first two twelves
My first sound system bang and rock the bells
Lock and load, clock and fold
Pocket swoll'
Rock n' roll out the door
For pots of gold
Congratulator shoot haters like space invaders
So much feria i bought a swimming pool for my neighbors
Chorus 2x
3rd verse (baby beesh)：
Now we gonna ride like the wind
My lover, my dividend
She my feria, i'm her daddy, and she my best friend
Got me spending weekends in kingston jamaica
Ooh my fettucini, ooh i love my paper
When she get outta line
Papi gonna get on her grind
Facing penitentiary time
But she's eventually mine
Same color as my hydro
I swear to god the only bitch i'll ever die for
Or rob for
4th verse (low-g)：
I go to war for my peso
My queso
My villete's, que bella
Te miras como una estrella
Da' playa'
El jugador
El fumador
Todo mundo sabe lo que haria por tu amor
Oye chico
You got my federico？
Pobrecito
Now i gotta call my primo
El cochino
Suck the blood like dracula
I'm in the hood flippin' cookies with my spatula
Chorus 2x
10.Burn Us Alive
Wizard of oz. at the age of 14
In new orleans i met my first dope fiend
A rock and roll king, but this was no dream
Spend so much cash they call me mean joe green
On the protein caught a case of bullplein
Money to be made when my cell phone ring
Sip codine hoes say i'm so mean
When my niggas freestylin' bout the same old thing
Cuz i'm serving the white and smoking the green
All the real motherfuckers you'll know what i mean
A cut from my g's it means nothing to me
To turn my bitch out and let em' fuck her for free
Cuz i know you, and you know me
I got niggas that'll front me two whole keys
True homies that learn to survive
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive (4x)
I remember way back way back in the day (day)
Used to be broke now this rap shit pays me
Ugh, me and los had a million dollar scheme (what？)
Platinum, at the age of 17
But that ain't shit (nigga) and i don't give a fuck
Used to roll around in a beat up pickup truck
Used to sit back blow a sweet sip drank
But lost my niggas but i'm still stuck in the deep game
Hustlin' all night, keeping your money tight
You think you blow us up and everything gonna be alright
Man, kiss my baby make the game my wife
Don't make me cock my shit and put one in your life
You trying to take this because you hate this (bitch)
You'll know when i am through just to make this (bitch)
And man believe me homie, nigga i'm a survivor
(lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)
Now is you in or out, can't be caught in between
So quick decisions, we swishin' is you thinking of being
See wearing this or that can be something you claim
You put in all in one thing and be described as your name
Again the do's and don'ts
Make sure you know what you swish
Sprays of family get your love treat your hoe like a bitch
It's the ups and downs of the lives that we live
Some niggas fucking around so with their wife and their kid
A lot of give and take, nobody said that it'd be easy
The cheddar ain't always cheesy, the wind ain't always breezy
Believe me from here to there and back
It's all the same like making cane turn to crack for stacks
And black jacks to craps every bait is covered
And break the bread with my brothers
But can't forget my mother
She told me live and die by everything you try
(and lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)
Lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive (2x)
11.Somethin' I Would Do
(spm)
I ain't got the last two sentences to this verse
(grimm)
Then just freestyle it
(spm)
Alright, i can do that
First verse (spm)：
Bring it back, drop the top on the 'lac
Screw put the tap on the wet fatback
Got the black gat, can't come wack
'member when clubs wouldn't let me rap
Now they call me up, all on nuts
Get 'em for about ten thousand bucks
Sippin' on dom perigion
Five, six songs and my ass is gone
Made a wrong catch or tone, grab my phone
See if my boy baby beesh is home
From san anton to the astrodome
Smoke weed with cheech, and hash with chong
Two a.m. sunglasses on
'twice last night', that's my nastiest song
Now it's on, ask my t. jones
Seem like the whole world on my ding-dong
Chorus (baby beesh ＆ spm)：
(baby beesh)
Take two hits and pass it on to you...
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Fill my swimmin' pool up with some brew
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
Second verse (spm)：
Well i'm s-p-mex in the place to be
And i went to bedrock university
I hang with the poor, and steal from the rich
I chill with the real and i won't never switch
Jump out the bed, come from the head
Last name flintstone, first name fred
My low-low, hop like a pogo
Walkin' down the yellow brick road with a dog named toto
Run from no one cuz i might get a cramp
Ten dollar stone for bout twenty food stamps
Money ain't happiness, y'all some fools
Your baby's brown eyes in some diamonds and jewels
Chorus (baby beesh ＆ spm)：
(baby beesh)
Smokin', chokin' on pepe lepew...
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Make a dollar bill turn into two....
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
Third verse (spm)：
You wanna play with the s, ha？
Twenty-five on my dresser
White tank-top, dickie's from fiesta
Slow and low, here we go
Doin' the impossible
Jam rock ＆ roll
Exotic cold
I done lost my high a lil' while ago
Put away your gun, have some fun
Not no star, but i'm stabbin' one
A stallion, saddle up the horses
My gal gorgeous, i bought a fortress
Two divorces and only lost a corvette
My third wife, still ain't born yet
No sweat, i relax in houston
I'm the one that went gold, with no distribution
Rhymin', now them hoes mine and
Your boy went from muthafuckin' dimes to diamonds
Chorus (baby beesh ＆ spm)：
(baby beesh)
Drop my top and pick up dj screw
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Show my love, i'll show it back to you...
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Tell your kid to stay his ass in school...
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Step on stage and act just like a fool...
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Make my girl sneak in my twenty-two
(spm)
Yeah that sounds like somethin' i would do
(baby beesh)
Say homeboy you stepped in doggy-doo
Go outside and please wash off your shoe
(spm)
Say grimm, roll another baby dick and let's get high, fa sho!
12.You Know My Name(Remix)
Chorus (ayana m.)：
S
P
M
South park mexican
First verse：
I'm spm, you know my name
I'm the one that came up but never changed
I make my moves, life is what you choose
I'm the one to smoke in different high schools
Stay off the streets, home boy you'll never win
You're goin' two places： the graveyard or the pen
Contradictions on my chest, lots of lipstick on my clothes
Can we ever be stopped？ only god knows
South park sunny side, i roll with the realest
Represent my area from hillwood to the village
At the grocery store they used to look over my shoulder
And saw a basket full of arm ＆ hammer baking soda
Conversation rules the nation, but in my hood
Talk is cheaper than a piece of old, wet plywood
You boys is more phonier than cubic zerconia
Make you suckas pay the very day i get a hold of ya
My name is....
Chorus (2x)
Second verse：
Pass the greenery, tweedle lee, tweedle la
Layin' in my spa, takin' off my heina's bra
Me and the law, had problems in the past
They smelled my grass, but could never find my stash
Who can it be？ it's that boy los
I broke up with my chick, cuz my cash went up her nose
I tell ya what it was, and i tell ya what it is
There's ten year old men, and fifty year old kids
My flow is legendary, on the third of february
I wrote this song at the old cemetary
I did my time, no sunshine
They must be gettin' bonuses for lockin' up my kind
My name is....
Chorus (4x)
You seen me and didn't believe me, now look
The world is listenin', the movement is here, the day is here.
We ain't stoppin' homie!
We just gettin' started!
I see you jealous, hateful people wishin' the worst for us
You'll pay like the last ones did!
You'll pay for my freedom! we'll never be the same!
You'll never catch up! i fight hate with love!
Third verse：
When i was young i used to be a shoe shiner
And work for a dime as a newspaper part-timer
Every now and then my real dad would come around
Born and raised in houston, a.k.a. hustletown
My drop is on jock, and my game is on lock
My attic full of automatic weapons of assualt
The streets live in us, i think i broke a guinness
Last year i took the record robbin' forty dealers
Dancin' with the wolves, man, my hood is jet black
But they had love for the only back
I got a sauna in my eighty foot bus
We don't chase paper, paper chase us
You know my name....
Chorus (4x)
13.Anything Goes
South park from the heart jump start
The game everybody in my hood selling
Crack cocane
On my block everything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck wanna battle rap (rap)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come down like an avalanche (lanche)
Load the pieces widreeses watch out lo que me dices
I'm on the mic and jaime's on the alecis dickie crieses
Fucked all your nieces i eaten up for breakfast
They taste so delicious smoke fill rooms popping mushrooms
I feel like i'm inna mutherfucking cartoon sipping on red rum
You should join us a million haters and they still can't destroy
us
On the mic i'm known to get it started cold hearted and half ass
retarded
Dearly departed and those who god guarded
The young and the lost is who i'm trying to target
The sergeant's narcotic's division is crocked
They found my bloody money and the mutherfucker's took it
Whoop this nigga and book this nigga
And they wonda why i such a ruthless nigga
You can act like you can't hear me
I know your listening
I hear you talking out the pot that your pissing in
Street specialist respect my intelligence
I got gats that's made to drop elephants
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck wanna battle rap (rap)
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come down like an avalanche (lanche)
20 ounce mountain dew mix it with a 2
With my nephew smoking pepe le pew
Talking about a dude we don't think is groovy
I'm gonna put him to bed like sleeping beauty
I told you once and i'll tell ya twice
But i'm not gonna say this three or four times
You boys wanna play we don't runaway
Got damn i forgot what i was going to say
Something about 45's and mac 11's
Desert eagles and a k 47's
Slice your throat just like a goat
You boys can't see me with a microscope
Kick down your door and found your snow
Smoking tough cause you hada fucking pound of dro
After i jack all the birds in the kitchen
I hit the butt naked-n-go feed the pigeons
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck wanna battle rap (rap)
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come down like an avalanche (lanche)
Crack hotels digital scales
Platinum necklas laced on rockells
Shine my jew-els buff my toe nails
Who kisses and tells beez who seez hell
Smoke like rasta watch the imposta
Who's at my door a fucking cookie monsta
Hasta la vista bon a patista
12 gauge shotie make your chest look like pizza
Call me flintstone; land of bedrock
I bought 2 clubs and a fucking restaurant
Take a journey where the boys die early
45 underneath a niggas rocket jersey
Turn the table buck shot be fatal
Pigs hand cuffing my wrist to my ankle
Mira muchacha's it's all about the raza
Burn my finger try to smoke a cucaracha
They prejudice that's why they don't play mexicans
I get my dick sucked by my new receptionist
I started out with 100 tapes
If you wasn't down then get the fuck out my face
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck wanna battle rap (rap)
On my block anything goes (goes)
Diamond rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come down like an avalanche (lanche)
14.Country Life
(esg)
Just cuz we live in the country
Doesn't mean that we slow
Chorus (esg)：
Country life
Southern strife
What gives you the damn right？
To come pointin' fingers down at me？
My life is so slow
First verse (esg)：
I live that c-o
The u-n
The t to the r to the y
The e to the s to the g be screamin' southside til' i die
See i ride, with carlos, or should i say the s-p-m？
A six three, high, two d's, i almost cracked my damned rims
I swang and bang, i do my thang
Mary jane be in my brain
Codeine in the cup, got twenty's in the truck
Hol up! country life, we got horses and chickens
But our chickens transform into ounces in the kitchen
I ain't snitchin', i'm spittin' on what we do in southern life
Candy cars, ghetto stars, be sippin' ball all night
Two dice, swangin' and bangin' and doin' my thang all night
I paid the price, to have my teeth filled with ice
Look twice you might get blinded by the way my diamonds glisten
E-s-g's who i be, boy i'm country like chitlins
And cornbread, i'm gone fed, kenny red ain't no joke
A last resort like papa roach
Pass the sweet and let's smoke
Cuz uh...
Chorus (2x)
Second verse (esg)：
Got to keep on truckin' baby to the end, cuz we got to make it
through
You see i know these k-k-k's, they on my trail, they searched my
room
Country life ain't all what it seems
And, some of y'all think it's a muthafuckin' dream
But i got many problems on my mind
My weed tolerance is down and i can't get high
Besides that, it's hot as hell outside
The temperature keeps on risin'
And i ain't got a／c in my ride
I don't abide
I ain't the one, i ain't the dumb,
Country man that you really think i am
Country life
Chorus (2x)
Third verse (spm)：
I'm the country bumpkin, comin' out the south-uh
Rascal like spanky and beesh is alfalfa
Pull it up out'cha, ki's in my couch-uh
Eight in my fam, i don't give a damn about'cha
Yowza, yowza i sleep with the cows-uh
Rattlesnakes and crickets in my overall trowsers
Got my own stable, own record label
Sittin' on the table, eatin' steak and potatoes
Sippin' on syrup, pickin' your girl up
Take her to my trailer and she make my toes curl up
Silence them boys when they see my toys
My dooley, on twenty-two inch chrome alloys
Got a bourbon that i stretched to fit twenty-four people
Call me chico with security that look like deebo
I used to hang in clubs sellin' tapes in the restrooms
Now i float in the boat with six bedrooms
Chorus (2x)
15.Don't Let Them Foolya
Don't let them foolya
We just come to school ya
Glory glory haleloya
No red against no blue
You know you know
Now you livin that fast track
Chasin that ass crack
I be making my money fucking with the jones and nasdaq
We be blowin on fat sacks
And cacthing amnesia with these heaters
Making beleivers out of haters and cheaters
You know that violence interupts my dope trade
I just do the herb no cocaine
Don't be afraid boy
To be all about your bread boy
But wacth the devil cuase the devil he's decoy
Destroy all the hate in your veins
Count your change and rearrange
Them games is played out man
Them dirty macks they to stop me but i'm a player profit
I get the dope cook it up and rechop it
Smoking smelly
Put a hole in your belly
You wan't to test us oh really
Got a call on my celley
They wan't to bury us
You fucking haters sound halerious
The i turn the brave into the sariest
Smoke water and get wetter than aquarious
Thuggish ruggish million dollar budgets
I chop a bird and cook 36 chicken nuggets
My future is clear just like a shot of vodka
I got love from corrpitos to uganda
If you jelous listen up fellas
It's no problem to show you where hell is
While some niggas is stickin with ya
Your murder is being choreographed
Soldiers never sleep i got your back in the aftermath
After the last laugh
When the mutherfuckers smoke clears
Niggas broke hear
Choking hanging like chandliers
I bust at the man in the mirror
Making my face crack
Replace that rasheed dope house killa
Keep it coming back or running back
With a ball and chain in my hand
Ain't no substain
The man with the vision of the galexy span
Respect that
It's the million dollar wetback
In jet black
You cross my line and get your head cracked
Yea yea ya tu sabes qien soy
Don't sweat me boy
Ya tu sabes donde estoy
I'm on the hunt g
The only street with the palm tree's
It's low g
I only rap about what's done g
You can't stop me
Came to your city on a donkey
The slavea i'm bringing back the wet flava
He's on crack
She's on snow
He's so old he can't fuck no mo
She's a whore he's a snicth
Most of my niggas dying over a bicth
16.Time Is Money
(bailiff)
Order in the court!
(judge)
The courtroom asks carlos coy to step up to the witness stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth, nothing but the truth, so help
you god？
(spm)
Yeah
First verse：
I'll begin when i started gettin' violent, sir
Screwin' in my muthafuckin' silencer
I grabbed my 'stol, and then i felt the coldness
People stood around as i told this
Ferocious confession of relentless aggression
I was taught, to shoot first and then ask questions
I sold rocks, i was raised with no pops
My four glocks, twistin' hoes like door knobs
Bitch offered me the pussy, so i took it
They call me a crook, cuz that's short for crooked
Stayin' high as hell, and drunk as fuck
You ain't down with the mex, you can sick my duck
I mean duck my sick, i mean suck my dick
Don't laugh bitch, you know what the fuck i meant
And if i ever come back to the free world
I'ma take my baby girl out to sea world
Chorus：
Time is money
Time obviously isn't on your side
Time is money
Bridge one：
(lawyer)
Can you tell the jury exactly what happened on the night of
december second？
Second verse：
My word is gold, now check, how the murder's told
Bring me back thirteen and my birth is sold
Learn the code, then meet me at the service road
Now you all understand what this person know
Servin' coke, seemed like my purpose so
I was the perfect mold of gangsta you've been searchin' for
But on a further note this cat tryin' to burn my dope
But since the day that mama gave birth to los
I heard them hoes, forever be first to smoke
Tryin' to jack a jacker, what's the purpose loc？
Mercy no, cuz he smiles and ain't heard the joke
Now he's in his blood, tryin' to write a cursive note
I snatch his (？？？) up, he looked like he turned to chrome
That boy got a date with dirt, in the earth below
With the worms, that hoe left on an early note
I seen him run the red light, and i heard she broke
Chorus
(judge)
Do you have any last words before i give you your sentence？
Third verse：
I spent a lot of time away from family and friends
The first song i wrote, was a song named 'revenge'
Ever since then, my weapon was a pen
But i still kept a strap for those devilish men
Sucka better duck-a from the buck, buck, bucka!
Do a fly-by and shoot your aunt and your uncle
Does anybody understand the life of the trill？
Pigs and snitches get along cuz they squeal
Chorus (2x)
3,2,1
(inmate)
South park mexican, what the fuck？ i just knew you'd be back
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