Kid Crème Feat. Bashiyra - The Game (Kids Piano Mix)
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lyrics
I'm SPM you know my name
I'm the one that came about the dope game
I've payed my dues and kept my cool
I'm the one that told your kid to stay in school
I'm from the streets thank god for rap
I creep through my hood in the smoke gray 'llac
Contradiction on my chest, Versace on my clothes
I got too many, too many heh YO
I'm shaking baking cookies turning rookies into vets
I used to see my dreams through a foggy pyrex
My lex is outside plus I got a 64
But my Benz is wrapped up around a telephone pole
I'm dripping candy wet and I'm swanging 84s
Nothing but the screw banging in my radio
I'm blowing this Mary and I'm sipping on sherry
Give my homies mama money for his commissary
My name is..
[Chorus:]
sssss ppppp mmmmm
south park Mexican
heh you pass the green of weed tweedle lee tweedle la
living like a king fill the steam in my SPA
before I walk I gotta teach myself to crawl
I started off small now I'm stronger than the law
you know my name I'm SPM
in this rap game I'm the creme a la cram
I tell you what it is
and I'll tell you what it was
exotic foreign minx and imported Asian rugs
police at my door fedarals on my phone
I guess I'm making too much money with my microphone
I did my time no sunshine
it seems like they only wanna handcuff mine
[Chorus]
Uh I used to be a shoe shina
now I sip aunt jamima
I go to sleep in Europe and wake back up in China
I take 'em break 'em down represent that H-Town
I'm Los el Mehicano in english Charlie Brown
my top is on drop and my trunk is on pop
my girl is snow white in the form of a rock
my hot block is in this in this rap I break against
blowing into rolling 20 dollar pinnas
dances with the wolves in my southern side hood
got seven brick houses all made out of wood
I'm either at the park where my homies shooting jumpers
or in the limousine getting freaked by head hunters
you now my name
[Chorus]
I'm the one that came about the dope game
I've payed my dues and kept my cool
I'm the one that told your kid to stay in school
I'm from the streets thank god for rap
I creep through my hood in the smoke gray 'llac
Contradiction on my chest, Versace on my clothes
I got too many, too many heh YO
I'm shaking baking cookies turning rookies into vets
I used to see my dreams through a foggy pyrex
My lex is outside plus I got a 64
But my Benz is wrapped up around a telephone pole
I'm dripping candy wet and I'm swanging 84s
Nothing but the screw banging in my radio
I'm blowing this Mary and I'm sipping on sherry
Give my homies mama money for his commissary
My name is..
[Chorus:]
sssss ppppp mmmmm
south park Mexican
heh you pass the green of weed tweedle lee tweedle la
living like a king fill the steam in my SPA
before I walk I gotta teach myself to crawl
I started off small now I'm stronger than the law
you know my name I'm SPM
in this rap game I'm the creme a la cram
I tell you what it is
and I'll tell you what it was
exotic foreign minx and imported Asian rugs
police at my door fedarals on my phone
I guess I'm making too much money with my microphone
I did my time no sunshine
it seems like they only wanna handcuff mine
[Chorus]
Uh I used to be a shoe shina
now I sip aunt jamima
I go to sleep in Europe and wake back up in China
I take 'em break 'em down represent that H-Town
I'm Los el Mehicano in english Charlie Brown
my top is on drop and my trunk is on pop
my girl is snow white in the form of a rock
my hot block is in this in this rap I break against
blowing into rolling 20 dollar pinnas
dances with the wolves in my southern side hood
got seven brick houses all made out of wood
I'm either at the park where my homies shooting jumpers
or in the limousine getting freaked by head hunters
you now my name
[Chorus]
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