[Juan Gotti: 1] Razaville Texas to McAllen Deep in San Anto, Rich y Valles Rollin' throughout Dallas, & Corpus Odessa, Laredo, the in Austin Texas made Mexicans of the border of the free, smokin' weed with my Gordo. Muthafuckers laid in yo' Cadillac Let me jump in shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down For the wreckshop, for the crowd My alias is that Flowin' your veins like medicine. Wanna be down? On the Real fight for the rebound to muthafuckin' G-Town Creep around G'd out see how you can dawg me out Make me out, me out Deep south, my got more slack Than 88 cowboys ridin' on back. Top that! The Mexicans all Strike a snake & attack like a bobcat.
[Baby Verse 2] Hoe ass niggas, there ain't nothin' They do it for panurch, but I do it for the & I'm still on the search, I go to church 7 deuce old school with the skirts & I speak for muthafuckers on the & the flo' Cause a Mexican my self is out for the dough But you know, if you got big pelota's now a days, might be the chota's A young Beesh, he don't fuck with police & he'll beat the dop out your nephew & niece If ever get the snitchin' yellin' tellin' & singin' I'm a call the squad & some heads gon' be ringin' I'm Dope stout, fuck a set up & no hear though It's real talk, real breath, make it hoe!
[Chorus: Throw your up All my G's up your deck Dope House came to wreck.
[South Park Mexican: 3] Money & the power, on the Prowler up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a out the Hill'a, crawl like a .44 up in my grapes as for real'a This for my 45 stainless Throw yo' set up, let me see your language Sell a crack rock, a laptop Jack for a key & sell that for half off Rollin' with my & we all blast, everybody bought Lac's Everybody got stacks, some of us puff Newports Tap tap Too $hort, even chop New If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna it Lac on pancake, while I'm up the syrup In the pen-agena, represent'a Home of the rock, a broken antenna. Muthafucker.
[Coast: 4] I throw my set rounds, I been at up's & plays about it, my lady has sounds Homey from the side & I'm all about mine Money chasin' stack it up, I gotta count mine I... Was in a broken home, the groceries gone snortin' coke to the dome, but hold the foam She Coast alone, I'm slowly grown & how to hold the chrome, My hope is gone. Fuck bein' broke! on I'm take ya to the spot where the homie's roam We don't take no shit from nobody So don't on nobody, get a clip in your body, uh This the gut of the ghetto, Catholicism is in We with our religion, where I'm livin' We been a victim, see we ain't just suspect's We leavin' proof, there ain't been no justice here My hood.
Carolyn:] Throw hood up All my G's Turn up your Dope House click to wreck.
[Lucky Luciano: 5] Came to it. Huh? up in the sky. Is it a bird or a plane? Naw Superman is arrived here to the damn day Flyer than a pelican, leanin' off pay checks slash player made Mexican There's my introduction, now let me stuntin' Blue & yellow on teeth, baby I'm bubblin' Up like crack, Luck strike Wreckin' all these got my money on stack Hold up, come dust me off me the weed alright Now mix me up some zip but don't put too much Sprite I'm a tip stacker, a big Lac'a Watchin' Milonakis in my den on big plasma Addicted to & that strip club shit Tell them hoes of the jump I'm a pimp you bitch! to wreck & get a check Turn up your deck, dope We up & priced up & crawlin' in Benzo's.
[Powda: 6] 7: 24' I be sackin' digits Cause I'm a 'til I die & I'm in it to win it my paper independent, got 7 years in it Dope House platinum eyes, that's when we finish Man it's a dirty game but yet I so clean Nigga whatever you & puff, now holla at me Whether I'm hustlin' on the side or I'm droppin' these I got a service for you hoes, just watch me it & I be hurtin' 'em when I pull up in a big They be followin' me, like the paparazzi So fuck a hater they mad, they can't shine like me I got the 15's 10 reclined on screens & I'm a fine piece, I be sharp as a crease Quick to get it like water in hot grease & it ain't nothin' new, it's just the old shit Another day, dollar, another case to catch.
[Chorus: your hood up All my G's Turn up your Dope click came to wreck.
[Rasheed: 7] to South Park met him at Hillwood Graduate 88, H-Town we hood. me in the Hustle Town? I let the Go Round put the hustle down "If yous' a user Throw your hands in the air" on this track SPM is the Riddla' On Da Roof Drop the in the booth & the top on the coupe no stoppin' the dude My makin' currency Got 'em screamin' Dope House out in Rasheed 1 soldado Puffin' on an my foot up on the throttle & a bottle of the Bourbon 'cause I in the low-low Solo' fo' sho' homies gettin' dough Sleepin' is for dreamers on the block like Throw your up, throw your hood up Let it drop!
[Grimm: 8] Cadillac driver, up & down the maine Cousin, man is but supreme in my gas tank Tippin' on the fast lane, on some top flight Grindin' shinnin' blindin' a spot light Swangin' on cops like Cuttie that's Graimmie they might want us, but they won't get behind me Now I'm 90, all gas no breaks Fuckin' with your boy, get your ass hoe faced Drop you like a case, faster than a pony kick Nigga your feet, kick some rocks with that homey shit Most the we loadin' clips Otherwise we chips scores, kickin' doors Pimpin' whores, rollin' So we dip stun & we slide to them Screw Pistol in the waist line, money in the case Drop it in a cool Everything's is for streets 'cause my hood is my family.
[Chorus: Throw hood up All my G's Turn up deck Dope click came to wreck.
Verse 9] You can call me Mr. Break-a- Brick, take a Tape a thousand to the bumper, Man & make it flip I'm an interstate veteran, to the max I see the for my stash, my Beretta on my lap 'Cause I'm a street hustler, 20, 000 just this summer since the 1st day of June, nappin' on a cama Got that glow, once I throw it in the pot Is comin' right back I promise, dawg I'm up the spot Listen, it's only me I got a million corner Fed's tap my house & they still out of order I'm the son of a man, mama knows I'm thuggin' & I should of been a chef the way I cook crack up oven met Teachers taught us Just say no. I had to though Even that I stayed broke, didn't want to so Buy & 8 ball, hit the block runnin' Thought the was mine 'til I saw the cops comin' & too late.
[Low-G: 10] My homey & the cops called it drug related I was standin' right when his mother fainted & I felt trapped, cause I know I choose fate I grabbed my nina & made that bitch weight Since 88 with a in my tube socks I been a G since you was to do the moonwalk I'm from a that they call Hondura's Nothin' about my life except my car insurance proof vest, my jefa sense stress Nothin' positive me, except my piss test I grew up in a full of empty stomachs other kids was at McDonald's gettin' 20 nuggets & I'm known all across the Boy you the fuckin' law, so don't pawn my huelo's My spits & I know to chase hoe clicks Nate at the dancin' with a glow sticks.
Throw your up All my G's rep...
interrupts chorus:]
[Breakdown 1: & Carolyn] Carolyn. Carolyn: Yeah Pain: Uhm ... Los he didn't want a hook at the end of the song. Carolyn: Oh. You one at the end of the song? Pain: Yeah, everybody's done their rap that's the whole Dope House Family. Carolyn: What you mean everybody? What mine? Pain: you don't know how to rap. Jaime, you got me fucked-up! Pain: Okay... I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't like it I to take you off. Carolyn: Just tell me when to in. Right... right... now.
[Carolyn: 11] I ain't gon' lie Dope House I die With my niggas in the studio, chillin' gettin' up sweets, breakin' these beats Sippin' on skurrup & it my speech Comin' out the H, they bake cakes I ain't 'bout the kind that your mama makes I need a little space, is the place Ya tu sabes homes, I'm a represent my New to the scene, but not to the Blowin' purple skun & is with my brain Tryin' to change, up to the ceilin' out the window another neighborhood killin'. When will they I don't really know Keepin' my on a 6 double O Rims dripped in chrome & Benz in paint can't stop like a car with no brakes. Okay!
Man you wrecked. Carolyn: I you fool.