Throw Away Gats Lyrics - Time Is Money - South Park

[south park mexican] 

Personly, I feel my people is cursed to be 

Ridas till eternity 

My enemies tryna murder 

Hot as an enfernity 

But I clocked my doe verbaly 

Curently I push a benz out of germany 

Tryna stay alive till I'm old and in the nerssary 

My dead homies wife said today's they anniverssary 

His blood on the seat done dried and turned burgandy 

Dead on arrival there was no need for surjary 

Purposly left to die in his mercury 

But he was the smart nigga on his way to university 

It's hurting me, that he's lying in the earth beneath 

It's fucked how we dying over turfs of streets 

I heard this beat so I had to be first to speak 

Helping my raza seems to be what works for me 

Certainly I got killas doing dirt for free 

Burst the heat cuase I never learned to turn my cheeks 

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[chorus] 

To the gunshow today 

And bought a throw away 

It's time to go to war is what the homies say 

A different beat, a different rap 

A different fool, a different gat 

Sorry but we're never gonna go away 

[repeat 2x] 

[south park mexican] 

Fast life 

My mom say's I'm a sad sight 

Wake up and finish the beer I had last night 

Glass pipes, soround my two bedroom trailer 

Doctor feel good I graduated from baylor 

With taylor made suits, real loose, a gym with masus 

My hood is full of hustlers and fiends that play their flutes 

We shoot you first, I can see that my future's cursed 

At the club with the gat inside my ruka's purse 

To the hearst or to the nurse 

You bicthes getting to my nerves 

Mad cause my song came on and your girlfriend knew the words 

You stupid nerds 

We pushing birds 

Aztecs run this universe 

My people living blind cuase every time they look it hurts 

Now push reverse, way before the two benzes 

Way before my bicth was wearing 8,000 dollar dresses 

I was broke but happy 

And now I'm rich and angry 

Cuase you haters ain't got the nuts to say that you can't stand me 

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[chorus] repeat 2x 

[low g] 

En el segundo 

Won't you come and step to my mundo 

Soy prisionero 

Este jale por si me muero 

Es mi destino 

Leaving muertos en el camino 

Soy assesino 

Mi primo es el materino 

Desiadado, wacth your back porque soy mojado 

Violento ya tu sabes de donde vengo del centro 

Atracando con mi matraca 

Lone star state thats my motherfucking placa 

You heard about me ese vato si te mata 

Como el zapata a mi jente le doy la plata 

Yo ando a pata los pinches haters no se escapan 

Con el chedar nunca jueges con mi dinero 

Saco primero soy mas weno que un marinero 

I se me muero mama entiera me en el ghetto 

[south park mexican] 

Dope house impire strikes again 

You jealous bicthes say hello to my little friend 

[gun shots from low g's ar15] 

[chorus] repeat 2x