Dope Game
South Park Mexican Lyrics


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Check one, check two, lets take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but loose
Nothing left to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass that the Mex gon' last
Put the past on paper, threw away my pager
'cause these boys keep callin from locs to cookie baker
Mama saved em from the hate, now I'm hard with the pain
I'm in the place in your face tryin to sell you a tape
I break records in Texas creepin in Caddies and Benzes
And a pretender if he step up to the bullet bartender
I bet I check and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper
I might dump the whole clip and miss and hit your uncle
I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on purple Lipton
Diggin women in the drop lemon, g livin
I was driven to my last nerve, hittin curbs
Puttin twenties on a grass hurst
End of verse

[Chorus x2]
No shame
Welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play
Leave your boys with no brains
Whoridas

I remember long ago I never got no love
Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt wouldn't pass me up
I used to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never walk around with the white cup
Now I eat eighteen steaks, on silver plates
Girls fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I bought my sets in the southwest
I ain't got no credit cards except Mexican Express
I'ma dress my baby girl and rock the whole damn world
If you needs tracks Happy P got my referral
Your head twirl to the sounds of the SP Mex
Ridin in the Lex with a dog named Plex
Southside to the north, at the old golf course
The valet the white Porsche with the bulletproof doors

[Chorus x2]

It's the L-O-S see-O-why
Pack the pistola, oh me oh my
My nina shine like the sun, I never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef makes me eggs-fuyon
I've come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin, dope dealin, killin nothin but squeels
My third wish was to break this curse and myth
Now I'm worldwide status on your satilite dish
Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the pepper
Left a mark in the game and never been a half stepper
Leopard skin on my couch, be like Oscar the Grouch
From the streets, pullin rocks out my kangaroo pouch
But I told these boys, never at my house
Whether it's the ounce that puts leather on my couch
A thousand dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
Dope House bouncin cash to my forgein accounts





[Chorus x2]

Overall Meaning

The song "Dope Game" by South Park Mexican speaks about the life in the drug world and the rapper's success in the music industry. The first verse talks about how he has tried every possible way to play the game, collect cash and how he is confident that he will succeed. He has left behind his pager to avoid calls from locals and people who want to buy drugs from him. He now wants to sell his music tapes and break records in Texas. He is also not afraid to take on his competitors and has the courage to face anyone. The chorus talks about how there is no shame in the dope game and how it is a ruthless world.


The second verse talks about the rapper's journey from being unpopular to becoming famous. He used to stand in circles and ask for a sip of syrup, but now he eats eighteen steaks on silver plates. Girls fan his face and give him grapes. He attributes his success to the grace of God and says he has no credit cards except for Mexican Express. He dresses his baby girl and rocks the whole world. He talks about how he has come from the hills of ghetto thrills and kills, and is now a worldwide celebrity with a mark in the game.


Overall, the song is about how the rapper has moved from selling drugs to selling music, and how he is now successful in the music industry. However, he still remembers his roots in the drug world and is not ashamed of it.


Line by Line Meaning

Check one, check two, lets take a cruise
Let's go for a ride and enjoy the moment


I done did the game every which way but loose
I've been involved in drug dealing in every possible way


Nothing left to do except collect my cash
I just need to gather my earnings


And I bet that ass that the Mex gon' last
I am confident that I will be successful


Put the past on paper, threw away my pager
I've left the past behind and moved on to new things


'cause these boys keep callin from locs to cookie baker
People keep contacting me to buy drugs


Mama saved em from the hate, now I'm hard with the pain
My mother protected me from the dangers of the world, but now I am tough because of the hardships I have endured


I'm in the place in your face tryin to sell you a tape
I am trying to sell my music to anyone who will listen


I break records in Texas creepin in Caddies and Benzes
I am successful in the music industry and ride expensive cars


And a pretender if he step up to the bullet bartender
People who try to challenge me will face the consequences


I bet I check and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper
I can easily ruin someone's life


I might dump the whole clip and miss and hit your uncle
I am okay with making mistakes and hurting others


I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on purple Lipton
I am calm, cool, and collected


Diggin women in the drop lemon, g livin
I am enjoying success and living my life to the fullest


I was driven to my last nerve, hittin curbs
I have been through difficult times and have almost given up


Puttin twenties on a grass hurst
I am paying my respects to a deceased person by putting money on their coffin


No shame
I am not ashamed of my actions


Welcome to the dope game
I am inviting people to join me in drug dealing


This is were we don't play
This is a serious business and not a game


Leave your boys with no brains
Drug use can negatively impact your life


Whoridas
A reference to the hardcore rap group The Coup


I remember long ago I never got no love
I used to be an outcast


Still I knew that one day I'd be popular
I always had confidence in myself


I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
I used to hang out with people who smoked marijuana


Just hopin that the blunt wouldn't pass me up
I wanted to be included in their activities


I used to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to ask for a sample of your codeine cough syrup


I used to never walk around with the white cup
I used to never carry a cup of codeine cough syrup with me


Now I eat eighteen steaks, on silver plates
I am now wealthy and living a luxurious lifestyle


Girls fanin my face, others give me grapes
Women are attracted to my fame and fortune


By the grace of God, I was given the job
I attribute my success to God's will


To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
I am dominating the rap music industry


So blessed in my test, I bought my sets in the southwest
I am fortunate to have made a lot of money and bought property in the southwestern region of the US


I ain't got no credit cards except Mexican Express
I only use Mexican Express credit cards


I'ma dress my baby girl and rock the whole damn world
I am wealthy enough to buy expensive clothes for my daughter


If you needs tracks Happy P got my referral
If you need music production, I recommend Happy P


Your head twirl to the sounds of the SP Mex
People enjoy my music


Ridin in the Lex with a dog named Plex
I am driving a Lexus with my dog named Plex


Southside to the north, at the old golf course
I am traveling from the southern part of town to the north to play golf


The valet the white Porsche with the bulletproof doors
I am leaving my white Porsche with bulletproof doors with the valet


It's the L-O-S see-O-why
I am from the city of Houston, Texas


Pack the pistola, oh me oh my
I carry a gun for protection


My nina shine like the sun, I never ask for a crumb
My gun is shiny and I don't rely on others for food


For breakfast my chef makes me eggs-fuyon
I eat fancy food for breakfast


I've come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
I come from a poor and dangerous neighborhood


Three wheelin, dope dealin, killin nothin but squeels
I used to sell drugs and participate in other illegal activities


My third wish was to break this curse and myth
I wanted to break the stereotype of a poor, uneducated, and dangerous Mexican


Now I'm worldwide status on your satilite dish
People around the world know who I am and can see me on television


Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the pepper
I am not afraid to fight and I am confident in my abilities


Left a mark in the game and never been a half stepper
I have made a significant impact in the music industry and have always put in 100%


Leopard skin on my couch, be like Oscar the Grouch
I have a leopard skin couch like a wealthy and eccentric person


From the streets, pullin rocks out my kangaroo pouch
I used to sell drugs and kept them in my pocket


But I told these boys, never at my house
I am cautious about who I let into my home


Whether it's the ounce that puts leather on my couch
I make a lot of money selling drugs and can afford to buy expensive things for my home


A thousand dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
I give my daughter a lot of money as her weekly allowance


Dope House bouncin cash to my forgein accounts
My drug dealing business is making me a lot of money and I am keeping it in foreign accounts to avoid taxes


Chorus x2
Repeating the chorus




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on Mexican Radio

Corrected - thanks Angel

Angel


on Mexican Radio

The song "Mexican Radio" by South Park Mexican is an autobiographical song that reflects his journey from a street thug to a successful rapper. The song starts with him giving a shout out to his homies at the radio station, and then SPM brags about his success, like cruising in roll Cadillacs, smoking weed, and losing two grand shooting craps at a casino. He then talks about his old friend who is in jail and asks for his three kids to look after. He describes the friends routine in jail, "wake up at 5 AM for fruit loops, draped in white overalls and black boots". SPM talks about his life on the streets, from running around town with a sack of rocks to wearing matching polo shirts with socks. He promises his mom that he'll grow up someday and become an astronaut.

In the chorus, SPM proudly declares that he's on the Mexican radio and repeats it several times. The second verse starts with him talking about his dad, who represents Texas and how his haters are just jealous of his success. He then talks about hustling and making money through bird flipping, and how everybody knows that his back is not dry. He reveals that his life is like a tumbleweed, and he's trying to dodge death and jail. He also mentions his car's muffler falling out and how people laughed at him. In the third verse, SPM brags about his wealth, buying cribs on the side of lakes, and having a waterproof gun while swimming. He asks the reverend to pray for him when he dies, and he amusingly counts his car's TVs, which are 11. The song ends with SPM giving another shout out to his buddies and his signature sign off.

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