make it big this is the baddest sellin drugs like sum guinnie pigs and any cash that we might have hidden they take our money our cars and our houses goes to the system
make it big they take our money our cars and our houses now tell me whos really sellin the ounces and any cash that we might have hidden goes to the system
Übersetzung: South Park Mexican. Das System.
I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun Otis Redding - slam! The music stopped Guess the system blew out one of
shit L.A. is where I'm speakin of Peace to all the gangsters, cause I got a lotta love [ VERSE 3 ] Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday afternoon Folks sittin on things, mad systems
enjoy the time no need to get toolish i spit it out wit the general feelin that once u vibe wit it then you keep on comin back the north south and east
And we ain't lovin' this law, so break the law and get buck I-B-N buckin' the system Cuz the system's a hizzoe (hoe) And I don't care bout no law
Risiko bereit wie Jeopardy, Klink dich ein in's Netzwerk wie Hacker die in's System eindringen wie ins Kleinhirn Ecstasy. Nicht aus Beverly Hills Sondern South
: "The story you're about to see, occured along the main trading route, on the border between the North and South.. at a small outpost called Red Clay
' no more shit L.A. is where I'm speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Crenshaw Boulevard, Sunday afternoon Folks sittin' on things, mad systems
know me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony I like my wheel chromey My Bentley my Rolly My Magnum my forty South Jamaica shawty
(Rasheeda) ATL to STL, on them things and crunk as hell Your system blast, then let it bump Spark the L and raise it up Fifteens in my shit, you know
duty, we must remind you Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park We used to do it out in the
it out, one two M-Illi-Tant I be the, alias Malik B Internationale rationale All the people up 68th Ave And across Broad Street Or Silk Lane in South
Africa, Port-of-Prince, Knoxville, Anvan Manhattan, South Bend, Albany, Brooklyn Africa, Port-of-Prince, Knoxville, Anvan Manhattan, South Bend, Albany
pursuit of an American dream This fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moon Blasting DMX off the soundtrack of a south park cartoon Niggas
real, yeah If you keepin' it real, go on, raise ya hands up South Selia fellas, go on, raise ya dress up Let ya candle dance in one stance Turn up yo sound, let your system
