Cali Tex Connect Lyrics - South Park

Come slip into my darkness stop list got rich putting on the hot hits with true 

convicts block this studio 3 month blackout rap out the bad route and those who 

had doubt bad shout to all my boys at the crack house (crack house) catching 

every Sucka who done ran south stand proud but i can't see behind these damn 

clouds me and little john gotti cocking 80 gram croud fresh off the bad street 

concrete father figure make ya shiver when i deliver blast and holla and timber 

talk is cheap but most of yall are crock of shit i chop a brick and flip it 

like the oppisite cause all my chickens laying 36 eggs got recruits in black 

boots that never shoot for the legs no sunshine street to my blood line love is 

blind understand my thug fine 

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(chorus) 

from tex to cali everyhood every alley we smoking on that smally with the candy 

coated cady bendin blocks on goldilocks 17 shots cops swirving the god we're 

selling rocks 

repeat 2x 

i stand on the sunset hands on my pistola late night ride from los to nina rosa 

down on the dock in diego are new bold in the lexs moving with the houston 

texas gotta chicken finga lickin and its all good and then i hook up south park 

mex big green bags of scent hoppin up and down like a kangaroo in my sky blue 

62 now what you wanna do we make shit move like pounds and keys ain't nobody 

who could fuck with west coast jeans 

(what you tell him homie what you tell him loco) 

man ain't nobody who could fuck with his golf coast G's...... 

(chorus) 

repeat 2x 

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hobby airport like 2,7,6 pick up the homie frost list get in the mix now we up in 

Creestal puffing green or see in vegas mac him to a cheerleader 

yo from the oakland raiders yo frost begin check the silicon tities (ya homes man 

they remind me from the ones of my city cause i've been around the world all 

kinds of girls i'm little john gotti doop doop the world shot town altantic 

city vegas and rino we latino gambinos and we breaking casinos) its the spm aka 

cado quitero just me and my perro flyin through the ghetto with 7 pounds of 

fierro el mero mero puttin it down with that live guedo (meno rallose flipping 

gallos sipping hydros i'm the one that got em floating in the valloes spm are 

you with it? la neta (uh)dos vatos viviendo la vida chueca dos vato boco loco 

pachanto and suspichoso asi trabaja ese juego me palabra e todo lo que tengo en 

el monte el coyote con los ojos que miran en la noche