jail and ate my porridge CHORUS: In Hillwood, where they ain't afraid to shoot In Hillwood, where the fiends play the flute In Hillwood, where they can't see the light In Hillwood
译文: 南公园墨西哥. 山林Hustlaz（技艺格林，拉希德）.
译文: 南公园墨西哥. 在山林.
译文: 南公园墨西哥. 深器乐（山林）.
[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
like back to back, Stay real for life, roll down South, Fixin' to wreck shop for the home town crowd, My alias, be that South Park Mexican, Flowin' through
step in my hood bitch you will get blasted It's nothin but that h-town g-funk (Yeah this is for all them hustlers in Hillwood, South Park. Huh.) [Second
[Chorus] [Singer & SPM]: Children of the ghettooo, hold on They got me runnin' through my ghetto [First Verse:] They got me runnin' through my ghetto
up in the ghetto puttin' Cheese on a mouse trap, and one day I'm gonna rise, And come up, till then I'm dealin' dope from sundown To sunup. [Chorus:] Only Hillwood
with uuus We da Hillwood hustlaaaaaz Niggas known for bustin sluuugs Makin money sellin sluts and druuugs [Verse 1: SPM] I'ma motherfuckin Hillwood
[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 dont make
and my poriche [Chorus:] In Hillwood, where they ain't afraid to shoot In Hillwood, where the fiends play the flute In Hillwood, where they can't see the light In Hillwood
what it's costin' me Lost in dear life my wife be that Mary Jane And my streets got me strollin' blueberry Lane Very same song sung in the South From
