South Park Mexican - Dyin' Over Nuttin' lyrics

[Verse 1: South Park Mexican] I got too much root of all evil This is for my people Once again, it's Don Carlito Top maestro, 7-11, on my dice roll My nice flow Got me f**in' on a Spice hoe In every region I'm in war with the demon But d**h won't forgive life, until they even I'm picture perfect Don't know if I deserve it I got a message, whoever left this in the service To return to the land of the lost Cause life is a mirage They just barkin' like dogs I'll make you rotten meat Take your f**ing body heat You don't wanna see the day That you in my shiny meat Just because your freak Is all on my nuts It's funny that you silly n***as dyin' over s*uts My work is tedious, I tell you, hoes is devious Blast my tech That's what you get for not believin' us Chorus: South Park Mexican (Rasheed in background) Y'all be dying over nothin' Trustin' friends and lovin' hoes Y'all be dying over nothin' Where it stops, nobody knows Y'all be dying over nothin' (Y'all be dumped, lift off, down to a block) Jealous people everywhere (Dump in the trunk, go and co*k, my Glock, rock) Y'all be dying over nothin' (Y'all be dumped, lift off, down to a block) Cause if you step, I'll take you there (Dump in the trunk, go and co*k, my Glock, rock) [Verse 2: Rasheed] In my vacinity, Henny blazin', ain't it amazin' Burnin' like razors Tryin' to make a come up, livin' up in this haven Taking advantage Gotta manage (Mayne) By any means Livin' like a fiend, gotta get more than these beans Currency cu-currently comin' at a fast pace Remember my face Gotta watch for the cops and the chase My homeboy South Park Mexican rollin' the big body Benzo, Californ-I-A into St. Lorenzo It's kind of pitiful, people be in critical Condition, I'm on the mission for my paper in the expedition I'm lookin' out for the paparazzi, cameras that watch me For the bacon do not get in there because I'm sharper than a (Texan) (???) Ronalds Connections with the Mexicanos Persano Lights on mi mano Comin' hermano Check my litter, any n***as in, literally Cause I be kickin' that sh** That be better than a little bit Never quote Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Baby Bash] Now it's that man again, all the way to stand again Tryin' to get your boy twenties in this land of sin But I demand to win, and I keep my head above water And mayne, I'll puff in all corners and cause a public disorder Who wanna cross up my name, crunk and floss on that thang Y'all see, y'all them type of squares, that get tossed out the game Y'all think I'm bluffin' and barkin', mayne Y'all must be retarted, mayne Look, the sh** you done started, mayne, got ya sh**tin' and fartin', mayne I don't get even, I get hard, break it down like the broad And mayne, I'm shakin' the frost, and boy, I'm fakin' the laws Cause I got weight on my balls and I'm a dawg about feri' I keep 'em heavy in the Chevy, fa' sho I'm oh-so dizzy Hook: Baby Bash Ready with immediate action Go to war with a pa**ion Ignitin', fightin' and blastin', but can't Find satisfaction Repeat Hook Repeat Chorus