"Tex To Cali Part 2" lyrics
(feat. Kid Frost)
[Kid Frost:]
Home boy
Home boy
Yes sir
Yes sir
From Tex to Cali part two
Ha ha
[South Park Mexican:]
I gets down and dirty
Stood at 7:30
My team for a birdy
I don't think you heard me
Take a journey to where boys
Die too early
In the land of the hand of the district attorney
Controversy
Make you beg for mercy
45 where niggas will rob you for your jersey
Ariberdiheri
All my shots be fatal
Little pigs cuffing my hands to my ankle
Too much bail
Got to make bail
I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell
Take a fine-ass gal to a cheap motel
And if she hungry
I take that bitch to Taco Bell
Oh well
Her pussy ain't made of gold
And if I trip you be sitting on the side of the road
Yo Frost
[Kid Frost:]
What up dawg?
[South Park Mexican:]
Let me hit the pine o fine
I done jumped in this game
And now it's mine all mine
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
[Kid Frost:]
I'm still standing in the sunset
Hand on my pistola
Little John Gotti
From baja California
Sipping on Corona
With the chip Motorola
Better watch out for my corner
Or you'll be an organ donor
1 part pure
3 parts baking soda
Take it out the microwave
Before it bubbles over
Better look over your shoulder
Shits getting colder
Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma
I the bomber
Bomber
I'ma let you know que onda
Que onda
In the South Park smoking on some smoker
On some smoker
So, what you saying
I'm down in club paying
It's crunk I'm drunk
Fucked-up 'cause parlaying
Chilling with your baby mama
Selling dope to her brother
Every day that you in jail
She begging me to fuck her
Don't touch the cap
'Cause I best get the sattle
From Cali to Tex these fool Gs ride cattle
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
[South Park Mexican:]
It's the SPM aka
Grando cinquero
Come to me for a ki
Fuck a pebble
Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo
Ha ha
I'll break you off with one dedo
Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow
We can settle this shit right here right now
Acting foul with the crack child
Leave a smile
Have you shining up my reptile
Now I got 'em trying to dial nine eleven
Pray for me, Reverend
In the hood I'm a back-street legend
In a 7 7 Seville
And only 17
I just saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend
In the land of the lost it's the same old story
I just gave my mom some change for a 40
Got many wets luxurious and sporty
I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
Home boy
Home boy
Yes sir
Yes sir
From Tex to Cali part two
Ha ha
[South Park Mexican:]
I gets down and dirty
Stood at 7:30
My team for a birdy
I don't think you heard me
Take a journey to where boys
Die too early
In the land of the hand of the district attorney
Controversy
Make you beg for mercy
45 where niggas will rob you for your jersey
Ariberdiheri
All my shots be fatal
Little pigs cuffing my hands to my ankle
Too much bail
Got to make bail
I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell
Take a fine-ass gal to a cheap motel
And if she hungry
I take that bitch to Taco Bell
Oh well
Her pussy ain't made of gold
And if I trip you be sitting on the side of the road
Yo Frost
[Kid Frost:]
What up dawg?
[South Park Mexican:]
Let me hit the pine o fine
I done jumped in this game
And now it's mine all mine
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
[Kid Frost:]
I'm still standing in the sunset
Hand on my pistola
Little John Gotti
From baja California
Sipping on Corona
With the chip Motorola
Better watch out for my corner
Or you'll be an organ donor
1 part pure
3 parts baking soda
Take it out the microwave
Before it bubbles over
Better look over your shoulder
Shits getting colder
Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma
I the bomber
Bomber
I'ma let you know que onda
Que onda
In the South Park smoking on some smoker
On some smoker
So, what you saying
I'm down in club paying
It's crunk I'm drunk
Fucked-up 'cause parlaying
Chilling with your baby mama
Selling dope to her brother
Every day that you in jail
She begging me to fuck her
Don't touch the cap
'Cause I best get the sattle
From Cali to Tex these fool Gs ride cattle
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
[South Park Mexican:]
It's the SPM aka
Grando cinquero
Come to me for a ki
Fuck a pebble
Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo
Ha ha
I'll break you off with one dedo
Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow
We can settle this shit right here right now
Acting foul with the crack child
Leave a smile
Have you shining up my reptile
Now I got 'em trying to dial nine eleven
Pray for me, Reverend
In the hood I'm a back-street legend
In a 7 7 Seville
And only 17
I just saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend
In the land of the lost it's the same old story
I just gave my mom some change for a 40
Got many wets luxurious and sporty
I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me
[Kid Frost and South Park Mexican:]
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
From Tex to Cali
Every hood every alley
Puffin on smalley
In the candy coated Cadi
Man that blocks to go Glocks
With 17 shots
Cops
Swearing to God, we sell rocks
