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South Park Mexican Pass The Killa

(Riley speaking) Pass the sin semilla Yes we smoke it every hour..... Chorus Pass the killa from the left hand side Pass the chronic from the left hand

2] [Verse 3:] A year passes now the kids Dickies sag In his pocket got a knife and a nickel bag And the homeboy that showed him his first gun Got killed

V. and no cartoons My heffer in the kitchen washing plastic spoons I was a smoker tough on, green potent stuff No diamonds on my wrist only, broken cuffs [Chorus - 2x] [South Park Mexican

Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis Big Ballin...! Illegal amigos, tha mexican

verse 3: a year passes, now the kids dickies sag, his pockets got a knife and a nickel bag, and the homeboy that showed him his first gun, got killed

Amigos Blunt Master's, C's, South Park Mexicans Brown Pround, Dino, and my boy K-Sam Outlaw, Hudlam, Capon, and the exsis Chuy Loco, Falcon, and Lack Mischis Illegal amigos, tha mexican

[South Park Mexican:] Ugh V.I.P. baby The room's kinda foggy, ballin is a hobby She said I like your style, I told her it was doggy More champagne, and