paroles de chanson Dope House Family - Baby Bash , Lucky Luciano , Juan Gotti , Carolyn Rodriguez , SPM
Razaville,
Texas,
Houston
to
McAllen
Deep
in
San
Anto,
screw
Rich
y
Valles
Rollin'
through
Dallas,
Boritos
and
Corpus
Odessa,
Laredo,
the
locos
in
Austin
Texas
made
Mexicans
north
of
the
border
Land
of
the
free,
smoking
weed
with
my
Gordo
Motherfuckers
laid
back
in
yo
Cadillac
Let
me
jump
in
this
shit
like
back
to
back
Stay
real
for
life,
roll
down
south
For
the
wreckshop,
for
the
hometown
crowd
My
alias
is
that
Go-Hard-Mexican
Flowin'
through
your
veins
like
medicine
Wanna
be
down?
On
the
H
town
Real
ballas
fight
for
the
rebound
B
town
to
motherfuckin'
G
town
Creep
around
everybody
G'd
out
Can't
see
how
you
can
dawg
me
out
Make
me
out,
take
me
out
Deep
south,
my
hood
got
more
slack
Than
eighty
eight
cowboys
ridin'
on
horse
back
Top
that,
the
Mexicans
all
that
Strike
like
a
snake
and
attack
like
a
bobcat
Hoe
ass
niggaz,
there
ain't
nothing
worse
They
do
it
for
panurch
but
I
do
it
for
the
purse
And
I'm
still
on
the
search,
sometime
I
go
to
church
Seven
deuce
old
school
Cadillac
with
the
skirts
And
I
speak
for
motherfuckers
on
the
couch
and
the
flo'
'Cause
a
Mexican
like
myself
is
out
for
some
dough
But
ya
already
know
if
you
got
big
pelotas
Anybody
now
a
days
might
be
the
chotas
A
young
Baby
Beesh,
he
don't
fuck
with
police
And
all
beat
the
dog
shit
out
your
nephew
and
niece
If
they
ever
get
the
snitching,
yelling,
telling
and
singing
I'ma
call
the
whole
squad
and
some
heads
gone
be
ringing
I'm
Dope
House
stout,
fuck
a
set
up
and
no
hear
though
It's
real
talk,
real
breath,
make
it
clear,
hoe
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
represent
Turn
up
your
deck
Dope
House
click
came
to
wreck
Money
and
the
power,
glass
on
the
Prowler
Blaze
up
a
blunt
as
I
tell
you
all
about
it
Kill'a
of
the
Hill'a,
crawl
like
caterpillar
Pour
a
fo,
fo
up
in
my
grapes
as
for
real
This
for
my
gangstas,
forty
five
stainless
Throw
yo
set
up,
let
me
see
your
sign
language
Sell
a
crack
rock,
steal
a
laptop
Jack
for
a
key
and
sell
that
bitch
for
half
off
Rollin'
with
my
comrades
Buddy
and
we
all
blast,
everybody
bought
Lac's
Everybody
got
stacks,
some
of
us
puff
Black's,
some
Newports
Tap,
tap
Too
Short,
even
chop
New
York
If
it
ain't
screwed
up,
I
don't
wanna
hear
it
Lac
on
pancake,
while
I'm
pourin'
up
the
syrup
In
the
pen
agena,
Hillwood
representa
Home
of
the
rock,
inside
a
broken
antenna,
motherfucker
I
throw
my
set
rounds,
I
been
at
ups
and
downs
Anybody
plays
about
it,
my
lady
has
sounds
Homie
from
the
Nawf
side,
and
I'm
all
about
mine
Money
paper
chasing
stack
it
up,
I
gotta
count
mine
'cause
I
Was
raised
in
a
broken
home,
the
groceries
gone
Momma
snorting
coke
to
the
dome
but
hold
the
foam
She
left
Coast
alone,
I'm
slowly
grown
And
learned
how
to
hold
the
chrome,
my
hope
is
gone
Fuck
being
broke,
c'mon
I'm
fanna,
take
ya
to
the
spot
where
the
homies
roam
We
surely
don't
take
no
shit
from
nobody
So
don't
trip
on
nobody,
get
a
clip
in
to
body,
huh
This
the
gut
of
the
ghetto,
Catholicism
is
in
prison
We
been
with
our
religion
where
I'm
leaving
We
been
a
victim,
see
we
ain't
just
suspect
here
We
leaving
proof,
that
there
ain't
been
no
justice
here
My
hood
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
represent
Turn
up
your
deck
Dope
House
click
came
to
wreck
Came
to
wreck
it,
huh
Look
up
in
the
sky,
is
it
a
bird
or
a
plane?
Naw,
Superman
is
arrived
here
to
save
the
damn
day
Fly
than
a
pelican,
leanin'
of
medicine
Johnny
pay
checks,
slash
playa
made
Mexican
Theres
my
introduction,
now
let
me
start
stunnin'
Blue
and
yellow
diamonds
on
teeth,
baby,
I'm
bubblin'
Up
like
crack,
luck
strike
back
Wreckin'
all
this
mics
got
my
money
on
stack
Hold
up,
come
dust
me
off
pass
me
the
weed
aight
Now
mix
me
up
some
zip
but
baby,
don't
put
too
much
Sprite
I'ma
tip
stacka,
swang
a
big
Lac'a
Watchin'
Andy
Milonakis
in
my
den
on
big
plasma
Addicted
to
Henne
and
that
strip
club
shit
Tell
them
hoes
of
the
jump
I'ma
pimp
you,
dumb
bitch
Send
to
wreck
and
get
a
check,
turn
up
your
deck
This
dope
we
iced
up
and
priced
up
and
crawling
in
Benzos
Seven
twenty
fo',
I
be
sacking
them
digits
'Cause
I'ma
hustle
till
I
die
and
I'm
in
it
to
win
it
Making
my
paper
independent,
got
seven
years
in
it
Dope
House
platinum
eyes,
nigga,
that's
when
we
finish
Man,
it's
a
dirty
game
but
yet
I
shine
so
clean
Nigga,
what
ever
you
need
and
puff,
now
holla
at
me
Whether
I'm
hustlin'
on
the
side
or
I'm
droppin'
this
verses
I
got
a
service
for
you
hoes,
just
watch
me
disperse
it
And
I
be
hurtin'
'em
when
I
pull
up
in
a
big
body
They
be
following
me,
stalking
like
the
paparazzi
So
fuck
a
hater
they
just
mad,
they
can't
shine
like
me
I
got
the
fifteens,
ten
inch
reclined
on
screens
And
I'm
a
fine
dime
piece,
I
be
sharp
as
a
crease
Quick
to
get
it
poppin'
like
water
in
hot
grease
And
it
ain't
nothing
new,
it's
just
the
same
old
shit
Another
day,
another
dollar,
another
case
to
catch
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
represent
Turn
up
your
deck
Dope
House
click
came
to
wreck
Philly
to
South
Park
met
him
at
Hillwood
Graduate
eighty
eight,
H
town
we
still
hood
Remember
me
in
the
hustle
town
I
let
the
Mary-Go-Round
put
the
hustle
down
If
yous'
a
Jane
user
throw
your
hands
in
the
air
On
this
track
SPM
is
the
producer
With
the
laws
standing
on
the
roof
Drop
the
flows
in
the
booth
And
drop
the
top
on
the
coupe
Ain't
no
stoppin'
the
dude
My
team
making
currency
Got
'em
screaming
Dope
House
up
in
Germany
Rasheed
number
one
soldado,
puffin'
on
an
avocado
With
my
foot
up
on
the
throttle
And
a
bottle
of
the
Bourbon
'cause
I
swerve
in
the
low
low
Solo,
fo
sho',
homies
gettin'
more
dough
Sleeping
is
for
dreamers
on
the
block
like
block
Throw
your
hood
up,
throw
your
hood
up,
let
it
drop
A
Cadillac
driver,
up
and
down
the
slab
maine
Cousin,
man
is
nothing
but
supreme
in
my
gas
tank
Tippin'
on
the
fast
lane,
chuggin'
on
some
top
flight
Grindin',
shinnin',
blindin'
like
a
spot
light
Swangin'
on
them
cops
like
Cuttie
that's
Graimmie
Yeah,
they
might
want
us
but
they
won't
get
behind
me
Now
I'm
doing
ninety,
all
gas
no
breaks
Fucking
with
your
boy,
get
your
punk
ass
whole
face
Drop
you
like
a
dope
case,
faster
than
a
pony
kick
Nigga,
beat
your
feet,
kick
some
rocks
with
that
homie
shit
Most
the
time
we
loading
clips
otherwise
we
holding
chips
Hittin'
scores,
kickin'
doors,
pimpin'
whores,
rollin'
whips
So
we
dip
skunk
and
we
slide
to
them
Screw
tapes
Pistol
in
the
waist
line,
money
in
the
suit
case
Drop
it
in
a
cool
place,
everything
is
gravity
This
is
for
streets
'cause
my
hood
is
my
family
Ha,
ha
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
represent
Turn
up
your
deck
Dope
House
click
came
to
wreck
You
can
call
me
Mr.
Break-a-
Brick,
take
a
trip
Tape
a
thousand
grams
to
the
bumper,
man
and
make
it
flip
I'm
an
interstate
veteran,
pedal
to
the
max
I
see
the
federal
for
my
stash,
my
Bereta
on
my
lap
'Cause
I'ma
street
hustler,
twenty
thousand
miles
just
this
summer
Ever
since
the
first
day
of
June,
napping
on
a
cama
Got
that
Boomerang
glow
once
I
throw
it
in
the
pot
Is
coming
right
back
I
promise,
dawg,
I'm
blowing
up
the
spot
Listen,
is
only
me,
I
got
a
million
dollar
corner
Feds
tap
my
house
phone
and
they
still
out
of
order
I'm
the
son
of
a
preacher
man,
momma
knows
I'm
thuggin'
And
I
should
of
been
a
chef
the
way
I
cook,
crack
up
your
oven
met
Teachers
taught
us
just
say
no,
I
had
to
hustle
though
Even
that
I
stayed
broke
didn't
want
to
struggle
so
Buy
half
and
eight
ball
hit
the
block
runnin'
Though
the
world
was
mine
till
I
saw
the
cops
coming
And
it's
too
late
My
homie
died
and
the
cops
called
it
drug
related
I
was
standing
right
there
when
his
mother
fainted
And
I
felt
trapped
'cause
I
know
I
gotta
choose
fate
I
grabbed
my
Nina
and
made
that
bitch
loose
weight
Since
eighty
eight
with
a
nick
in
my
tube
socks
I
been
a
G
since
you
was
tryin'
to
do
the
moonwalk
I'm
from
a
place
that
they
call
Honduras
Nothing
fake
about
my
life
except
my
car
insurance
Bullet
proof
vest,
my
jefa
sense
stress
Nothing
positive
about
me
except
my
piss
test
I
grew
up
in
a
house
full
of
empty
stomachs
While
other
kids
was
at
Mcdonald's
getting
twenty
nuggets
And
I'm
known
all
across
the
ghettos
Boy,
you
think
the
fuckin'
law
so
don't
pawn
my
huevos
My
chrome
spits
and
I
know
to
chase
hoe
clicks
Nate
at
the
club
dancing
with
a
glow
sticks
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
represent
Turn
up
your
deck
Dope
House
click
came
to
wreck
Throw
your
hood
up
All
my
G's
rep
Carolyn
Yeah
what?
Uhm,
Los
said
he
didn't
want
a
hook
at
the
end
of
the
song
Oh,
you
mean
one
at
the
end
of
the
song?
Yeah,
everybody
is
already
done
their
rap
That's
the
whole
Dope
House
family
What
you
mean
everybody?
What
about
mine?
Girl,
you
don't
know
how
to
rap
Jaime,
you
got
me
fucked
up
Okay,
I'll
let
you
try
but
if
Los
Doesn't
like
it
I
have
to
take
you
off
Just
tell
me
when
to
come
in
Right,
right
now
I
ain't
gonna
lie,
Dope
House
till
I
die
With
my
niggaz
in
the
studio
chillin'
getting
high
Rollin'
up
sweets,
breakin'
this
beat
Sippin'
on
skurr
that
slurs
my
speech
Comin'
out
the
H
where
they
bake
cakes
I
ain't
talkin'
'bout
the
kind
that
your
momma
makes
I
need
a
little
space,
Texas
is
the
place
Ya
tu
sabes
homes,
I'ma
represent
my
race
Move
to
the
scene
but
not
to
the
game
Blowin'
purple
skunk
and
is
fuckin'
with
my
brain
Tryin'
to
stack
change
up
to
the
ceiling
Looking
out
the
window,
another
neighborhood
killin'
When
will
they
chill?
I
don't
really
know
Keeping
my
mind
on
a
six
double
O
Rims
dripped
in
chrome
and
Benz
dripped
in
paint
Just
can't
stop
like
a
car
with
no
brakes
Okay
Man
you
wrecked
1 Tequila Sunrise
2 Don't Mess with Texas
3 Head Hunter
4 When I Pull Up
5 Been On Mine (Slowed and Chopped)
6 Head Hunter (Slowed and Chopped)
7 Beastmode
8 Cadillac Doors
9 Mashing On The Gas
10 Mexicans Go Get It
11 Leather Seats
12 Dope House Family
13 Trippin Down
14 Been On Mine
15 Players Roll
16 Red Champagne
17 Mind Blown
18 Don't Mess With Texas (Slowed and Chopped)
19 Beastmode (Slowed and Chopped)
20 Cadillac Doors (Slowed and Chopped)
21 Luciano (Slowed and Chopped)
22 Mashing On the Gas (Slowed and Chopped)
23 Mexicans Go Get It (Slowed and Chopped)
24 When I Pull Up (Slowed and Chopped)
25 Leather Seats (Slowed and Chopped)
26 Tippin Down (Slowed and Chopped)
27 Players Roll (Slowed and Chopped)
28 Red Champagne (Slowed and Chopped)
29 Tequila Sunrise (Slowed and Chopped)
30 Underground Legends (Slowed and Chopped)
31 Dope House Family (Slowed and Chopped)
32 Mind Blown (Slowed and Chopped)
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