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South Park Real Gangster

[Chorus:] She don't know why But all she knows is that her youngest child is a real gangsta now you see... [Verse 1:] He was a good kid all through elementary

Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain

livin? and makin a lotta mil Watch that cat, send thugs to stop that cat But niggas like him always got the gat Gotta take 'em off, gotta play them all real

North side hoe, South side hoe East side hoe, West side hoe North side hoe, South side hoe East side hoe, West side hoe Where dem gang, gang signs (Show

' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they'd run it up We still right here don't fresh your luck Homey, I'm tired of the cowards parkin

lady in Oklahoma Put that pussy in a coma Met this lady in Michigan I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again Met a real black girl down in south Carolina

more stripe than the bengals No need for the gang sign I'm using my trigga finga [happy p] Now won't you roll one Po the four one Sometimes I'm real

caught at the light The house party or the neighborhood park Mr. X marks the spot then pops the mark Turn your whole neighborhood to a parkin' lot I

VERSE 1:: Came from tha boogie down, Straight to Agg-town Hat drop it low, That?s how I choose to roll now, Had to leave the mall, 9 o clock tha Parks