Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Garza West , by - South Park Mexican. Song from the album When Devils Strike, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.10.2006
Record label: Dopehouse
Song language: English
Garza West |
| From the hood, And I stood on them Houston streets |
| We stick together like cuban’s links |
| I had a nine on my waist guns I straddle |
| 44 at the crib with the ivory handle |
| I’m the rocker betty crocker cooking cookies and cakes |
| V-12 the blow it up as my coke inflates |
| Ima swanga Gucci on my hangar |
| Just bought my cousin on the ranch a ford wrangler |
| I like to ride horses like mustangs and porches |
| Pain is my producer leader of the dark forces |
| Striking like matches droppin like ashes |
| I only buy dances if they paying college classes motherfucker |
| I’m wrecking for my G’s in Garza West |
| I’m wrecking for my G’s in Garza East |
| I’m wrecking for my G’s in T.D.C |
| As I ball in this penitentiary |
| Mi esposa wont listen, Keeps coming up missing |
| Feliz Navidad aqui en Transde State prison |
| No visits no kisses |
| No off the chain bitches |
| No mas on TV magazines and nin wishes |
| I work on the hoes WHAT! |
| Living c dorm |
| Life with a 4.5 got me this job |
| Makes bread with my fool ese loco and 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 aint 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 living the free |
| As I ball through this penitentiary |
| Swissha sweet rolling |
| Pockets still swollen |
| Might meet a bitch and take her fine ass bowling |
| Money out the colon Benz aint stolen |
| Might watch Tiger Woods at the Houston open |
| And I got hoes even ones that Hawaiian |
| Slanging more white balls than the Nolan Ryan |
| Nine with the silence, Might turn to violence |
| This for all my pipe tokin crack smoking clients |
| And my grass is much greener South Park beaner |
| Putting dick to a real famous R&B singer |
| Blowing like a tuba wet like a scuba |
| candy coated cougar I’m a balla and hooper |
| Hater heart breaker bloody shirt stainer |
| Jumping on my diving board finna do a ganna |
| Blades on my Benz tons of fake friends |
| Sprayed down my seats with the cherry fragrance motherfucker |