Tom Cruz - MacGregor Park lyrics

[Chorus] MacGregor Park Grooving on a Sunday The sweetest park n***a, let's have a fun day Just got a fresh fade Frenchy's on my plate MacGregor on Sunday [Verse 1] Southside of the H, born and raised in the tré And I'll put three fingers in your motherf**ing face I do it for the city but a n***a ain't Drake Don't think that the H just all about drank Now a days some may say that the boy is a saint Back in the day I was bad boy like Mase In the park, after dark, drinking Mad Dog Me and my n***as and some girls tryna have a ball I remember one time (one time) It was half past 9:00pm (past 9pm) Cop car pulled up Everybody ducked down in the truck Cop said, "where's the blunt?" Didn't wanna give it up Had a vision of prison and didn't wanna budge Didn't have a lot so I threw out the bud Officer, can you show a little love to a thug? (Don't move!) Then I seen the gun by his side Fire in his eyes I gotta ride out, slide out Head out to the hideout Hit 'em in the nuts Hope the judge don't find out [Verse 2] Sunday, hit H-E-B on OST Start cooking 'round 3:00pm Heard a horn, Lord, who could it be? Is that my n***a Bun B? Nah, it's a B tryna S my D Want me to take her to MacGregor, hit it on the leaves In the fall, in the winter, in the summer and the spring She throw that P on a G José, get the ice and the models and the bottle It don't matter 'bout the price Just make it nice I got dice, who got cash? Play a stack if you 'bout that Spend a little, make a lot back Take a catnap Wake up, then I break a n***a for more racks I threw 9 down, 5 down His watch is mine now And a Louis purse Hope his girl don't find out [Verse 3] Played a game of 21, had to hit 'em with a layup Made 'em jump when I Kriss Krossed like A.I Then I saw a couple laid up Told the lovebirds stay fly Hey ya, if you shake it like a Polaroid Throw it on ya boy Yep, bring it this way now It's a beautiful day in the tré I ball and parlay without the bald fade now I got respect for the west and the nawf But the southside of the city n***as sitting real pretty 3rd Ward, from the gritty to the saditty South Park where anybody really can get it Telephone Road all the way to Mo City Yellastone yellabones got big titties If you rep but you ain't got a rep really I'm not a Que Dog, y'all can't step with me One day in the park n***as stepped to me Cause they heard that a girl wanna get with me Now they say they homeboy wanna get with me I said, "really? Y'all don't wanna get silly." He hit me with a right, I hit 'em with a left Out of breath Heart beating right up out my chest Get down, head down Hit 'em with your best now My face a mess But they'll never wanna plex now