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SOUTH PARK MEXICAN lyrics : "Night Shift"

[Verse 1: SPM]
Now spread the word
I got them bricks on the dead end streets

And watch them jump out boys
Cause they rollin ten deep
Creep crawlin the night

Ya know the deal
In the mutha$#&@in Hill
We all strapped to kill

Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases
Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces
How the $#&@ I'm suppoesed to come up

Of a shy move
Run up on a twenty and get yo $$# an ice cube
It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass

Jus understand the roughness
Never cut for the gutless
Cause it's do or die

You ask
Who am I?
I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high

Eye of the public
The Brown be a suspect
So the streets taught me to be loveless

Causin rawkus
In a dope fiends bucket
My two favorite subjects were

Shut it and $#&@ it

[Chorus: SPM]

The night shift
Young hustlers workin grave yards
The night shift

Street soldiers workin grave yards
My nine be
Beside me

Tonight we
Work the night shift
My nine be

Beside me
Tonight we
Work the night shift


[Verse 2: Pimpstress]
It's yo midnight mistress

Playa named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk handle AH on my business
Queen of the click

Fiend for my %#@!
I'm sucked and corrupt
Sixteen in my click

From black and mop
You can't crack my style
Playa hatin (*##$es make me crack a smile

Tonight
With whoride
In the moonlight

My feria ruka sound like the $#&@in chula
Fools die
$#&@in wit my feria

Daddy steaks wanna marry the
Emperiala
Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine

The three devils brought us deep in the dope game
So strange
True G's won't change

Close range
Left ya boys wit no brains
Street zombies

Takin out posses
Dangerous hobbies
Jus call me


[Chorus: SPM]
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[Verse 3: SPM]
Alone in my home
@@#! my gats
I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks

Keep out burglar
Come on in
Bring all yo men let the games begin
Pumpin em in the cheek man I
Hot shots comin out my banana

Got plans like Santa Anna
Got balls like Tony Montana
Trick or treat
Feel my heat
Hear my mutha$#&@in drum beats

Don't believe the tales from my hood?
Come see
This ain't no joke you can smoke
This ain't no wonderland
I kick this %#@! so you mother$#&@ers understand

I pop mine
With a glock nine
Blow that head off a mutha$#&@in stop sign
Be the one never
You come I come better
Bring yo umbrella

I bring the rough weather
Pleasure one pleasure
Choppin up chedder
Ya whole crew get done by one fella

[Chorus: SPM]
[Repeat 1x]

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