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El jugador


South Park Mexican Lyrics

 

El jugador by South Park Mexican


Mi querida, Centro America
Aqui en Houston ganando mi feria
En la esquina, La vida es fina
Le pido a Dios que me cuida mi niÃna
Mira, mi jale es la calle
Vendiendo libras que vienen del valle
Sin mi madre me entendiera
Mi familia va primera
Mi bandera era mi guerra
It's whateva, bustin on cualquiera
Quiero que sepas que yo soy la muerte
Si te escapas, sera pura suerte
Capish, understand the touch
Let a G show you how to turn a man to dust
L.A. to Nueva York es puro amor
For all who got love for el Jugador
Houstone to Nuevo Leon
3 Bandidos on the micaphone
Strike wit chrome, True crime families
Enemies pay, never die happily
(Frost)
Assault Rifles, Professional Snipers
Got my rivals sh*ttin in they diapers
You don't like it, Cool, but don't show it
Who wanna f**k with this killa slash poet?
I blow it up like NitroGlycerine
You b**ches love talkin out the pot you p**sin in
Chill homes, cuz you ain't that hard
Fraud, flossin in your own backyard
I'm worldwide, in the 2-Tone lowride
Girls pass out ?????????????
That's my life HaterHeartBreaker
????, Smile Now, Die Later
Chorus
(SPM)
I'm in the sport where we import what you snort
Leavin court, goin straight to the airport
I don't chase paper, paper chase me
Feds mad tryna decide how I break free
Take heed to the roughneck tactics
I got you putos screamin worse than an actress
In a horror flick We all be flippin bricks
In this biz, you betta be rollin thick
Holdin sh*t down, son ain't no seein us
My Nina bust, another Human Being crushed
Street Genius, so so serious
You're fearin this, deadly experience.
Chorus 2X and out



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