South Park Mexican - Anything Goes lyrics

[South Park Mexican] South Park from the heart, jump start the game Everybody in my hood sellin' crack c**ane On my block, everything goes (Goes) Diamond rings on my pinky toes (Toes) Candy paint on my Cadillac ('Llac) Who the f** wanna battle rap (Rap) Believe me you don't have a chance (Chance) I come down like an avalanche ('Lanche) (Verse 1) Load the pieces with Reeses, watch out lo que me dices I'm on the mic and Jaime's workin' the (???) Dickie creases, f**ed all your nieces I eat 'em up for breakfast, they taste so delicious Smoke fill rooms, poppin' mushrooms I feel like I'm in a motherf**in' cartoon Sippin' on Red Rum You should join us A million haters, and they still can't destroy us On the mic I'm known to get it started Cold hearted and half-a** retarded Dearly departed, and those who got guarded The young and the lost Is who I'm tryin' to target The sergeant's narcotics division is crocked They found my bloody money and the motherf**ers took it Whoop this n***a, then book this n***a And they wonder why I such a ruthless n***a You can act like you don't hear me I know your listenin' I hear you talkin' out the pot that you pissin' in Street specialist respect my intelligence I got gats that's made to drop elephants Chorus: South Park Mexican On my block, everything goes (Goes) Diamond rings on my pinky toes (Toes) Candy paint on my Cadillac ('Llac) Who the f** wanna battle rap (Rap) On my block, everything goes (Goes) Diamond rings on my pinky toes (Toes) Believe me you don't have a chance (Chance) I come down like an avalanche ('Lanche) (Verse 2) Twenty ounce Mountain Dew Mix it with a two With my nephew, smokin' Pepe Le Pew Talkin' 'bout a doobie, don't think it's groovy I'm a put him to bed like Sleeping Beauty I told you once and I'm a tell ya twice But I'm not gon' say this three or four times You boys wanna play We don't runaway God damn, I forgot what I was gonna say Something about .45's and Mack 11's Desert eagles and AK-47's Slice your throat just like a goat You boys can't see me with a microscope Kick down your door Found your snow Smokin' tough cause you had a f**in' pound of dro And after I jack all the birds in your kitchen I hit the bu*t naked Then go feed the pigeons Repeat Chorus (Verse 3) Crack hotels Digital scales Platinum necklace laced in Rockells Shine my j**els Buff my toe nails Who kisses and tells, bees who sees hell Smoke like a Rasta, watch the imposter Who's at my door A f**ing Cookie Monster Hasta la vista, bon appetit-sta Twelve gauge shotty make your chest look like pizza Call me Flintstone, land of Bedrock I bought two clubs and a f**in' restaurant Take a journey Where the boys dine too early .45 underneath a n***a's Rockets jersey Turn the table Buck shots be fatal Pigs handcuffin' my wrist, to my ankle Mira muchacha, it's all about the raza Burn my fingers, tryin' to smoke a cucaracha They prejudice That's why they don't play Mexicans I get my dick s**ed by my new receptionist I started out with a hundred tapes If you wasn't down then, get the f** out my face Repeat Chorus