SPM SPM- Broadway Lyrics

[Verse 1: SPM]
Now we sleep all day and party all night
I'm picking up my homie from the what, Northside
Tommys on my shirt, and nike's on my shoes
We rollin in the 'burban on them killa 22's
Hit the Southside, and pick up 2 twins
You can take Kelly's booty, I'ma do Kim's
Cops dont like me, not everyone agrees
I sag so low that my belts around my knees
Bass be boomin, make the girls b___s wiggle
My girls gettin drunk and she's showin me her nipples
23rd and Sherman, I stop to get a sack
Sunday afternoon, I put Mason on the map
Cuz the dopeman got em in a 6-4 drop
Sometimes I'm on elbow, sometimes I'm on chop
Dopehouse Clique, and we all got cloud
Peace to DJ Lobo and my homie Bill Styles

[SPM]
Cuz my posse's is on Broadway...

[Rasheed]
I ride with my n____, lie for my n____
Smoke fry with my n____, shine with my n____
I'd die for my n____, cry for my n____
Stay high with my n____, my n____
My n____

[Verse 2: SPM]
Hanging with my n____s in the Hillwood Grove
Chickens in my kitchen cookin in my stove
Imagine I've been saggin ever since I could walk
Been beggin you to listen ever since I could talk
Double-in my money, even make it triple
I've never been a b__, but I'm beggin for a nickel
Still dippin sticks with a throwed a__ b____
Workin those lips, but I dont mean a kiss
Roll with f___in killers, we all got straps
Walkin through my hood with a woodgrain mac
Slip em in a coma, slangin on my cut
It took alot of work to get my block so crunk

[SPM]
Cuz my posse's on Broadway...

[Rasheed]
I eat with my n____, sleep with my n____
Cook beef with my n____, Creep with my n____
On feet with my n____, drink with my n____
Pack heat with my n____, my n____
My n____

[Verse 3: SPM]
Now we back in population, we all got straps
Run around town, in trophy trucks and 'lacs
The wheels keep turnin, I'm choppin up the wind
I see the ladies lookin, they wanna jump in
Now the front ends hoppin and the car begins to dance
My 40 ounce bottle, is spillin on my pants
Ridin too deep, in the 4-door '77
I'm tryin to count my TV's, I think i got eleven
Now we all got love for the '63 Impala
Ruby is the short one, claimin Guatemala
Bobby is the mix-breed, people think he's funny
Behind us in the Cougar and he's hoppin like a bunny
Bird's keep flyin, I feel like a Hawaiian
Cuz my backyard looks like an exotic island
Creepin Harrisburg, the party broke left
I make a U-Turn, 'cuz I'm BROADWAY TO MY DEATH

[SPM]
Cuz my posse's on Broadway...

[Rasheed]
I roll with my n____, smoke with my n____
f___ hoes with my n____, blow with my n____
Buy clothes with my n____, throw with my n____
Cook dope with my n____, my n____
My n____
I chill with my n____, deal with my n____
Pop pills with my n____, steal for my n____
I'd kill for my n____, feel my n____
On wheels with my n____, my n____
My n____

SOUTH PARK'S IN THE m_________IN HOUSE YA'LL
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE m_________IN HOUSE
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE m_________IN HOUSE YA'LL [*gunshots*]
SOUTH PARK'S IN THE m_________IN HOUSE!!