South Park Mexican - End Lyrics

[South Park Mexican:]
Yo, this SPM, man.
This The End of my album.
I want to tell everyone that got love for us, I want to say thanks.
Thanks for buyin' this album.
And thanks for jammin' my shit.
We got love for you players, man.
I don't care what side you from, what set you from, what color you claim.
All I ask is that you don't curse the innocent children.
'Cause they deserve to be happy.
Dope House Family.
My boy Rasheed, Low-G, Happy Perez, Juan Gotti, Coast, Quarter Key, DFO, Pete & Red Bird, Tragedy, Sham, homey Marco, my sister Sylvia, Omar, Jose & Sisco.
Look out for my Screwston CD's.
If it ain't screwed up it ain't 'about shit.
What up, little papa? Dum-Dum droppin' an album.
Russell Lee & Max Minelli.

[Juan Gotti:] Hey Los, what's up, man? Can I say somethin' too my raza?

[South Park Mexican:] I ain't hatin' man. What's up?

[Juan Gotti:] Check this out. It's your boy Juan Gotti representin' for my raza, matienez, we doin' this, watch out for my album comin' out "No Sett Trippin'" We puttin' this down, matienez.

[South Park Mexican:]
For real. Watch out for that Juan Gotti, you know, his album comin' out. Rasheed workin' on a new album. Low-G I mean.
You know, we Dope House man, it ain't gon' quit. Diamond rings & fancy whiz ain't real happyness. Your diamonds & your jewels are your friends & your family, remember that.
I love y'all & I'm out.