Texty:
South Park You Know My Name

S P M South Park Mexican [First Verse:] I'm SPM, you know my name I'm the one that came up but never changed I make my moves, life is what you choose

in my southern side hood got seven brick houses all made out of wood I'm either at the park where my homies shootin jumpas or in the limosuine gettin freaked by head huntas you name my name

P M South Park Mexican [First Verse:] I'm SPM, you know my name I'm the one that came up but never changed I make my moves, life is what you choose

have in this world All I have, all I have, all I have in this world) Nobody knows my name, they'll only know this face On the farilla my nigga just call

know me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony I like my wheel chromey My Bentley my Rolly My Magnum my forty South Jamaica shawty

From bricks to South Park, you dyin' with Kenny While you bailin', I'm trailin' Rockin' hard hat helmets, clip the satellite surveillance When I walk by you better not be kickin' Or I put two more in that Terriyaki chicken You

fly south Soarin' to the next block You bed not park in the place Where the sign says ain't no park Gonna make me come outside And have to lay down my

to spit a lot of game But back then, I was just sayin' my name I had a record player on my stereo Got down on my knees with my radio From Oakland, California

mic before you went to school Talkin' 'bout pimp shit, you know whassup I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff Now you're flowin' like your name