(South Park Mexican:)
From the hood, And I stood on them Houston streets
We stick together like cuban's links
I had a 9 on my waist guns I straddle
44 at the crib with the ivory handle
I'm the rocker betty crocker cookin' cookies & cakes
V-12 the blow it up as my coke inflates
I'm a swanga Gucci on my hangar
Just bought my cousin on the ranch a ford wrangler
I like to ride horses like mustangs & porches
Pain is my producer leader of the dark forces
Strikin' like matches droppin' like ashes
I only buy dances if they payin' college classes muthafucker.
(Hook:)
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza West
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza East
I'm wreckin' for my G's in T.D.C
As I ball in this penitentiary.
(Juan Gotti:)
Mi esposa won't listen, Keeps comin' up missin'
Feliz Navidad aqui en Transde State prison
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No visits no kisses
No off the chain bitches
No mas on TV magazines & 9 wishes
I work on the hoes what! Livin' c dorm
Life with a 4.5 got me this job
Makes bread with my fool ese loco & tontos everyday tensions fights for the tubo
House regulation droppin' cantones
Bosses talk shit cause I drove on my sobre
Traded my cornbread desert over juice
Dried up pro bullshit that ain't no food
As in fool on the cool parole sent me off way
4 Years fa sure without no release day.
You vatos don't feel me? You livin' the free
As I ball through this penitentiary.
(Hook:)
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza West
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza East
I'm wreckin' for my G's in T.D.C
As I ball in this penitentiary. (x2)
(South Park Mexican:)
Swissha sweet rollin'
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Pockets still swollen
Might meet a bitch & take her fine ass bowlin'
Money out the colon Benz aint stolen
Might watch Tiger Woods at the Houston open
& I got hoes even ones that Hawaiian
Slangin' more white balls than the Nolan Ryan
9 with the silence, Might turn to violence
This for all my pipe tokin' crack smokin' clients
& my grass is much greener South Park beaner
Puttin' dick to a real famous R&B singer
Blowin' like a tuba wet like a scuber
Candy coated cougar I'm a baller & hooper
Hater heart breaker bloody shirt stainer
Jumpin' on my divin' board finna do a ganna
Blades on my Benz tons of fake friends
Sprayed down my seats with the cherry fragrance muthafucker.
(Hook:)
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza West
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza East
I'm wreckin' for my G's in T.D.C
As I ball in this penitentiary. (x2)
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