Текст песни Mexican Border - FROST
(Guitar)
(Kid
Frost)
Yeah...
Rufless
relativin'
497
Somebody
got
shot
(Verse
One:
Kid
Frost)
When
I
was
a
kid
no
one
gave
a
fuck
about
me
Had
to
get
my
shit
'cause
my
parents
use
to
doubt
me
Got
my
first
job
working
for
the
man
Who
picked
me
off
the
corner,
see
I
got
my
first
grand
And
now
I'm
straight
bankin'
and
payin'
all
the
bills
My
mama
said
"Who
the
fuck
did
you
have
to
kill?"
It
ain't
even
like
that,
I'm
slick
as
a
Fox
I
keep
my
gat
hidden'
in
Nike
shoe
box
Underneath
my
bed
the
cash
kept
flowin'
I
gotta
make
sure
my
neighborhood
keeps
snowin'
My
daddy
use
to
say
that
"I
was
no
good"
But
If
I
didn't
do
it
then
somebody
else
would
And
so
I
sell
it
by
the
pound
and
even
provide
the
key
If
somebody's
gotta
pay
then
It's
gotta
to
be
me
So
when
I
hed
south
muthafucka'
cause
I
owe
a
Payment
that
came
in
from
Sinaloa
(Now
I'm...)
(Chorus:
Kid
Frost)
I'm
headdin'
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
Heading
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
Heading
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
I'm
headin'
down,
headin'
down
Headin'
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
Headin'
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
Headin'
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
I'm
heading
down
to
the
Mexican
Border
(Verse
Two:
Kid
Frost)
I've
got
the
good
shit
that
couldn't
be
bought
I'm
rollin'
up
a
Five
with
a
truck
full
of
Fuck
My
Homeis
on
the
corner
like
tricks
in
a
hat
32
pounds
it's
like
bricks
in
the
back
I'm
watchin'
my
speed
limit
let
the
chevrolet
slide
Gotta
keep
it
cool
rollin'
through
Ocean
Side
Then
I
see
this
Pig,
rollin'
up
on
my
ass
I
let
up
on
the
gas,
I
was
going
kinda
fast
Now
I
see
the
red
light
about
to
get
beat
Man,
I
felt
like
my
nut
sack
sankin'
to
the
seat
I
gave
her
my
I.D
plus
my
registration
And
I
gave
her
the
place
to
my
got
damn
station
And
give
me
the
keys
so
I
can
open
up
the
trunk
Man
fuck
that
shit
Now
it's
one
dead
punk
(Hahaha)
(Police=P)(Kid
Frost=K)
(P)Hey
beaner
you
wanna
step
(K:
What?)
out
the
fucking
car?
(K)Man,
Fuck
you...
haha
(P)No.No!
(K:
Yeah!
That's
right!)
(Chorus)
(Man)
He's
gotta
reputation
He's
got
a
young
bride
He's
going
to
leave
this
town
wishing
he
was
wive
Or
of
ever
even
been
born
(Verse
Three:
Kid
Frost)
I'm
a
mean
muthafucka'
and
I
want
it
If
I
see
something
I
don't
got
then
I
want
it
And
so
I
hide
by
the
bushese
at
the
stop
light
A
yo
some
my
say
that
it's
not
right
But
What
am
I
to
do?
Get
a
job
Homie
check
it
You
got
6 felenies
on
your
record
Man,
you
think
pack
tails
ever
gonna
wan't
me?
The
tatoos
on
my
arm
are
going
to
haunt
me
I'm
loading
up
my
click
in
my
(?)
And
some
poor
fulls
about
to
get
jacked
I'm
waiting
for
the
right
one,
Creeping
through
the
white
one
Looking
for
the
tools
and
that
stupid
it's
street
dumb
And
then
I
see
the
Little
Rob
lookin'
reluctant
I
put
the
gun
on
his
head
and
now
I
gotta
cut
him
I
went
to
pick
up
some
clothes
from
my
Homeboy's
house
I
hit
a
Five
on
a
State
Five
going
South
and
now
I'm
(Chorus)
1 Mexican Border
2 Tombstone
3 Loco
4 Loco
5 Heaven & Hell
6 Rock On
7 Rock On
8 Heaven Sent
9 G-Spot (interlude)
10 Anotha Day Anotha Dolla
11 Anotha Day Anotha Dolla
12 Nothing in This World
13 Nothing In This World (feat. ALT)
14 Chema Otro Leno Mas
15 Reunited (Lo Riding)
16 Reunited (Lo Riding)
17 From My Block To Your Block
18 From My Block to Your Block
19 Get Down (Make It Hot Big Daddy, Make It Hot)
20 What's Your Name (Time of the Season)
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