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Garza West Songtext

[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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