歌词：
South Park Mexican In My Hood

You Hillwood To My Bones,To My Chromozomes,Got 2 44's So Im Not Home Alone Pushing Pencil Like A Stone(CrackRock) On A Saturday Night,I Choke On Ah Blunt From My

through the hood To find the boys kick dust and cuss Crank up some noise Police on my drawers I have to pause 40 ounce in my lap And it's freezin my

and knew what they hated Now he's in Middle School, same individual But this is where things seem to get a bit difficult This is the life of a young Mexican

[South Park Mexican talking] We ain't tripping, y'all one damn one damn time [South Park Mexican] What the dang deal, to the Dallas Texas Last night

[South Park Mexican] Stop at the store make my bitch pump the gas And when we get home bitch you fitting to cut my grass In my cutlass, 1982 My baby mama

when you hear my album The cadillac boucing I drunk my bitch a thousand In the mall balling while you motherf**kers browsing, ha ha (Chorus) (South Park Mexican

started this for all these Mexicans down south All I know is I bet these boys don't want none of this flow Hold up Grimm... man keep that shit My moms

my gun and make you run 'cause it really don't make me none Slip through the hood, dope I could Deliver my life the best I could Robin hood, youngest

take my gun and make you run 'cause it really don't make me none Slip through the hood, dope I could Deliver my life the best I could Robin hood, youngest