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Les paroles de El Jugador


Artiste:South Park Mexican
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Album:Power Moves
Titre:El Jugador
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
Votes:Aucun vote     
Vues:56 fois
 
Paroles:-Que onda Frost, how you been homeboy?...

-Hey wuz up dawg...

-Check it out man, I want

you to meet my number one soldado Low-G...

-Hey, Low-G, where you from

Homes?...



[Verse 1]

Mi querida... Centro América

Aqui en Houston ganando mi

feria

En la esquina la vida es fina

Le pido a Dios que me cuide a mi niña

Mira, mi

jale es la calle

Vendiendo libras que vienen del valle

Si mi madre me entendiera

Mi

familia va primera

Mi bandera era mi guerra

Es whateva bustin no cualquiera

Quiero

que sepas que yo soy la muerte

Si te escapas sera pura

suerte...



Chorus:

Capish understand the touch

Let a G show you how to turn

a man to dust

L.A. to Nueva York que es puro amor

For all who got love for El

Jugador

Houston to Nuevo Leon

Three bandidos on tha microphone

Stike with

crome

True crime family, enemies pay

Never die happily...



[Verse

2]

Assault riffles, professional snipers

Got my rival, shittin in they die

You don't

like us cool, but don't show it

Who wanna fuck with this killers slash poet

I blow with

duss, like nitro-gliset

You bitches, love talkin' off a pot you piss in

Chill homes, cause

you ain't that hard

Faud, frossin' in your own backyard

I'm world wide in the two tone

blow ride

You grow high, they might seen it

Baby that's my life hater, heart

breaker

Life taker smile now, cry later...



-Dope House Records

-Man What's up

"LOS"

-up with my bitch Snow White

-She's going for 13-5

-Cool, let's start with 50

then...



(Chorus)



[Verse 3]

I'm in the sport, where we import

What

you snort

Leavin court, goin straight to the airport

I don't chase people, people chase

me

Fez math, on da side, how I brake free

Take he, to the rough neck taktis

I got you

putos screamin worse than an actress

In a horror flik, he'll be fallin brick

In this biz

you better be rollin thick

Holdin shit down son ain't no seein' us

My nina Buss, another

uman bein crushed

Street genious, so, so serious

Your fairness, deedly

experience...



(Chorus)



Kapeesh understand the touch..
 
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Les paroles de l'artiste: South Park Mexican

1.   2 Joints
2.   Rollin
3.   Lord Locos Melody
4.   Dope House Intro
5.   The Forgotten Verse
6.   Comin Up Comin Down
7.   Filthy Rich
8.   Styrofoam Cup
9.   Ooh Wee
10.   Riddla On Da Roof
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