Low G - El Jugador lyrics

{*in telephone*} [SPM] Que onda Frost, how you been, homeboy [Kid Frost] Hey, what's up, dawg [SPM] Check it out, man, I want you to meet my number one soldado, Low G [Kid Frost] Hey, Low G, where you from, holmes [Verse 1: Low G] Mi querida Centro America Aqui en Houston, ganando mi feria En la esquina, la vida es fina Le pido a Dios que me cuida a mi nina Mira Mi jale es la calle Vendiendo libras que vienen del valle Si mi madre Me entendiera Mi familia va primera Mi bandera Era mi guerra It's whatever Bustin' on cualquiera Quiero, que sepas, que yo soy la muerte Si te escapas, sera pura suerte Chorus: South Park Mexican Capish Understand the touch Let a G show you how to turn a man to dust L.A. to Nueva York, que es puro amor For all who got love for el jugador Houston To Nuevo Leon Three bandidos on the microphone Strike with chrome True crime family Enemies pay Never die happily [Verse 2: Kid Frost] Assault rifles, professional snipers You got my rival sh**tin' in they diapers You don't like us, cool, but don't show it Who wanna f** with this k**er, slash poet I blow it up Like nitroglycerin You b**hes love talkin' out a pot you pissin' in Chill, holmes Cause you ain't that hard Fraud Flossin' in your own backyard I'm worldwide, in the two tone pone ride Your girl hide in my seat when you pa** by That's my life Hater, heartbreaker Life taker, smile now, cry later {*phone rings*} [SPM] Dope House Records [Kid Frost] Man, what up, Los What's up with my b**h Snow White [SPM] She's goin' for thirteen five [Kid Frost] Cool, let's start with fifty then Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: South Park Mexican] I'm in the sport, where we import, what you snort Leaving court, goin' straight, to the airport I don't chase paper Paper chase me Fez math, on the side, how I brake free Take heed To the rough neck tactics I got you putos screaming worse than an actress In a horror flick He owe me for a brick In this busi' You better be rollin' thick Holdin' sh** down Son, ain't no seein' us My nina bust Another human being crushed Street genious, so, so serious You're fearin' this Deadly experience Repeat Chorus [South Park Mexican] Capish Understand the touch