Lyrics

[South Park Mexican:] From the hood & 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 V12 the blow it up as my coke inflates I'm a swanger 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. [x2] [Juan Gotti:] Mi esposa won't listen, Keeps comin' up missin' Feliz Navidad aqui en Transde State prison 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 .45 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 fo' sho' 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' Pockets still swollen Might meet a bitch & take her fine ass bowlin' Money out the colon Benz ain't stolen Might watch Tiger Woods at the Houston open & I got hoes even ones that's 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 scuba Candy coated cougar I'm a baller & a hooper Hater heart breaker bloody shirt stainer Jumpin' on my divin' board fittin' to 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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