Текст (слова) песни: South park mexican - Block of Rock (For Years)

(INTRO)
[SPM]
Yo, yo, I wanna welcome, welcome everyone to Hustletown
Are we recording?
Alright let`s do this fellas.

CHORUS: [Dope House Artists]

For years I`ve been working on the block of rock,
For years I`ve been keeping nina glock on cock. (4X)

For years homeboy, for years....

[Baby Beesh]
Now if you wanna battle me then it`s on,
I`m blowed while I`m creeping up whip out my Tek so now you gone.
You shouldn`t have tried that set up now you ass is getting wet up,
Cuz real G`s from the SouthEast will leave you haters trying to get up
You`ll definitely get dealt with if your bitch ass has a death wish,
And on your grave I tag
it`s the motherfucking Rick that you don`t mess with
So let me keep stressing that lesson
to all y`all players and y`all haters
Haters keep watching y`all back
and y`all players keep creeping and stacking that paper

[Baby Bash]
(Now) Now why do these haters wanna plex
Why do they wanna be starting mess
Get the fuck out my face is what I suggest
Cause I really don`t think that you wanna test this Mex
Coming straight out the South East side of that Tex,
So if there`s something you gotta get off your chest,
It`s best that you don`t express it.
It`s hard enough for a Messican,
So I really don`t need all that plexing,
There`s all kinds of player haters out there
so please wait let me tell you about those.
First you got them fraud ass hoes,
Then you got them fraud popo`s,
Then you got them fraud ass niggas in the street
who just wanna plex and take yours

(CHORUS 4X)

[LOW-G]
Guess who`s back from the pen,
Out to win, Sipping Gin with my kin folk,
Gots the grin on my face when I come through
If you ain`t down with these G`s motherfuck you
Cause there`s a straight up struggle in my barrio,
Second Ward getting high on the patio,
And when I`m wet I`m a threat to a rival set,
I get respect when I step with my new Tek,
Don`t sweat I check hoes daily,
On the regular talking to your lady,
On the cellular creeping on the Lowride,
In the middle of the night with no lights,
In the four-five, chilling at the Dope House
Low-G is something you don`t know about
Little tricks on my dick twenty-four seven,
Treat them like a bitch, and still got them hoes begging.
Keep it real for my people, I fear no evil
Staying high till I die flying like a eagle

(CHORUS X4)

[SPM]
You`re superficial talking about life with a pistol
But youse a hoe living life clean as a whistle
My missles, oh they do leave body dimples,
Attack your whole staff like a pack full of pitbulls.
You simple, I`m complex,
And coming on next, Oh take a wild guess,
The South Park Mex,
Spark sess blow smoke in the darkness,
You don`t wanna start mess with the heartless,
I be the smartest, hottest, artist.
My GM shine brighter than the golden arches,
Shooting star yes, Ol trick no blow indo
Before they kick door, Then flip coke,
Tip-toe to the top,
Tellin thug tales of wicked love spells,
Hoes and drug sales, Some fell,
In fact it`s most,
So a toast to my niggas who died in the smoke.

(CHORUS 8X)

(OUTRO)
[SPM]
H-Town, Hustletown, Did this for y`all, My boy Low-G.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: South park mexican - Block of Rock (For Years) (INTRO) [SPM] Yo, yo, I wanna welcome, welcome everyone to Hustletown Are we recording? Alright let`s do this fellas. CHORUS: [Dope House Artists] For years I`ve been working on the block of rock, For years I`ve been keeping nina glock on cock. (4X) For years homeboy, for years.... [Baby Beesh] Now if you wanna battle me then it`s on, I`m blowed while I`m creeping up whip out my Tek so now you gone. You shouldn`t have tried that set up now you ass is getting wet up, Cuz real G`s from the SouthEast will leave you haters trying to get up You`ll definitely get dealt with if your bitch ass has a death wish, And on your grave I tag it`s the motherfucking Rick that you don`t mess with So let me keep stressing that lesson to all y`all players and y`all haters Haters keep watching y`all back and y`all players keep creeping and stacking that paper [Baby Bash] (Now) Now why do these haters wanna plex Why do they wanna be starting mess Get the fuck out my face is what I suggest Cause I really don`t think that you wanna test this Mex Coming straight out the South East side of that Tex, So if there`s something you gotta get off your chest, It`s best that you don`t express it. It`s hard enough for a Messican, So I really don`t need all that plexing, There`s all kinds of player haters out there so please wait let me tell you about those. First you got them fraud ass hoes, Then you got them fraud popo`s, Then you got them fraud ass niggas in the street who just wanna plex and take yours (CHORUS 4X) [LOW-G] Guess who`s back from the pen, Out to win, Sipping Gin with my kin folk, Gots the grin on my face when I come through If you ain`t down with these G`s motherfuck you Cause there`s a straight up struggle in my barrio, Second Ward getting high on the patio, And when I`m wet I`m a threat to a rival set, I get respect when I step with my new Tek, Don`t sweat I check hoes daily, On the regular talking to your lady, On the cellular creeping on the Lowride, In the middle of the night with no lights, In the four-five, chilling at the Dope House Low-G is something you don`t know about Little tricks on my dick twenty-four seven, Treat them like a bitch, and still got them hoes begging. Keep it real for my people, I fear no evil Staying high till I die flying like a eagle (CHORUS X4) [SPM] You`re superficial talking about life with a pistol But youse a hoe living life clean as a whistle My missles, oh they do leave body dimples, Attack your whole staff like a pack full of pitbulls. You simple, I`m complex, And coming on next, Oh take a wild guess, The South Park Mex, Spark sess blow smoke in the darkness, You don`t wanna start mess with the heartless, I be the smartest, hottest, artist. My GM shine brighter than the golden arches, Shooting star yes, Ol trick no blow indo Before they kick door, Then flip coke, Tip-toe to the top, Tellin thug tales of wicked love spells, Hoes and drug sales, Some fell, In fact it`s most, So a toast to my niggas who died in the smoke. (CHORUS 8X) (OUTRO) [SPM] H-Town, Hustletown, Did this for y`all, My boy Low-G. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Block of Rock (For Years): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/118/1/4109.html Все тексты песен: South park mexican » South park mexican - Latin Throne » South park mexican - Hustle Town » South park mexican - Time Is Money » South park mexican - City Of Dank » South park mexican - Hillwood Hustlaz » South park mexican - Ghetto Prisoner » South park mexican - Suckaz N Hataz » South park mexican - Suckaz N Hataz » South park mexican - The Beach House » South park mexican - Night Shift » South park mexican - Latola » South park mexican - Stay on Your Grind [Screwed] » South park mexican - Crazy Lady » South park mexican - Valley » South park mexican - Broadway » South park mexican - I Need A Sweet » South park mexican - Boys on Da Cut » South park mexican - Streets on Beats » South park mexican - Dallas To Houston » South park mexican - Somethin` I Would Do Рекомендуем скачать: » Яков Коган - А если переворошить свое имущество... » Янка Дягилева - Про чертиков » Ярослав Юдин - Адидас » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Коган - Сон семилетнего » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Юдин - Дворовая песня » Яков Коган - Изумрудная лошадка » Яна Симон - Цветочные страсти » Ярослав Юдин - Надя » Яков Кофман - Это было бы смешно » Ярослав Юдин - Трамвай » Яков Кофман - Рояль на рынке или рынок на Рояле » Яков Кофман - Русь святая » Янка Дягилева - Гори, гори ясно » Яков Коган - Последняя песня » Яна Симон - Диалог » Яна Симон - Забыли-бросили, пропали насовсем...
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