Представляем точный текст композиции "Latin Throne" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста South Park Mexican . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Latin Throne» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую South Park Mexican передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
South Park Mexican - "Latin Throne"
Lyrics to Latin Throne : [SPM] Uhh....one time baby, yeah Aint no stoppin this movement...gotta roll with it [First Verse (SPM):] Land of dum-dum, is where I come from Believe me when I tell you that you dont want none son A long, hard road for this, latin throne You can catch me in the club in the, back alone So, Mamas dont let your babies grow to be gangstas Killas taught to not give a fuck, hit em up with sign language, Reach for the stainless, leave em brainless, Im just explainin how the game is The strangest of things come to me at no surprise, Fuck pea shooters, all my gats are supersized Utilized all my allies, I run with bad guys, I got seven dopehouses, thats a franchise Man cries if he was blessed with a heart, But I lost mine, in the backstreets of South Park Once again its Mister SPM, And the shit aint gonna stop until Im dead or in the pen [Chorus (Marilyn Rylander):] Hes a hustler Hes a baller He sits on the Latin Throne Hes a hustler Hes a baller He sits on the Latin Throne [Second Verse (SPM):] We shootin stars, runnin from cop cars I got scars jumpin metal gates and sharp bars The hood is ours, save my pennies in a pickle jar Everyday you see me in a different crackheads car So bizarre how so many bullets miss my head, I told my Mom, that Im gonna stick with this instead Fuck the crack rock , I rapped and hit the jackpot Now Im on a plane writin on my laptop Its all wiggy rockin city to city But I still feel my past catchin up with me Got more ends, bought my Mom a Gold Benz, But she worry cuz I still got all my old friends Hopin that I slow up and change one day, But these Hillwood streets got me raised one way I told my lady one day we gone be like the Bradys But for now I teach her how to use this three eighty [Chorus] [Third Verse (SPM):] Three years and countin, Ive been drinkin from the music fountain The Dopehouse sits in Houston like a fuckin mountain, Who you doubtin' This round is comin out the South I got non-believers with they foot in they mouth I break guinesses, keep em off my premises, Used to be menaces, now our dreams limitless Isnt this a trip' Not a slipper or a sleeper, Niggas wantin dope still hittin up my beeper But we can overcome the ghetto even Gs without a mother, Bread without butter, I came crawlin out a gutter Born hustler, used to drive an old gas guzzler, Fresh out the hood I was sellin dope last summer Servin zombies, a following as big as Gandhis, Now Im donkey dickin Brunettes and Blondies Jammin Jon B., with bottles of Don P., The day of the Wetback has striked upon thee [Chorus] [ Latin Throne Lyrics ]
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