SPM - Mexican Radio (Instrumental)

"SINER THE HYPER TYPER"....This is that hit trak instrumental..... 0:12 💯🐕🔥🔥🔥🔥👍

daaaaammmnnn u can actually hear the bass guitar on this beat. 😭😭😭😄😄😄 #FreeS

Free SPM ,The G.O.A.T

This shii fire keep it up!!!!

This beat goes hard ..

I had to find something that removed his voice because he's a pedophile. Thank you very much, señor.

The drums 😫💦

If yall on high-school playing sports yall senior year recommend this song this beat

Call me I thunder man The one coming up with the killer plan My way of thinking Is the type you Just can’t understand god damn feelin like Mr. Man I be going harder than a ram Who’s ready To slam bam I’m a dark Tarzan cover in scars yet nobody’s up to Par always ready to spar Shooting past the Stars shit my context Is so complex I could win First place at contest so cut the Nonsense or you’re up next I verbally cut necks like my Boy Danny cuts checks my teeth sharper then a t-Rex I think ex miss me somebody hand Tha bitch a Kleenex after that Her friends are like Me next shit you know my macing game is The cleanest I’m meanest driving thru the night in the thick sea mist shit now I got bitches trippin like What you miss ? A real motherfucker they said I can’t believe this damn right You rarely get to see this fuck getting cheddar bitch I’m getting three cheeses 17 rocking dicky’s With no creases fuck with my people and yo ass becomes Ben Askren like Masvidal I’ll give you What you been asking for I’ll leave ya ass cold on the floor so you can catch a quick snore A mothafuckin killer bee with a killer Knee no mercy for my enemy I’ll smoke em heavily like a Heavenly 7g’s of tree I Try my best to be humble like Keanu Reeves when I’m Blowing thick smoke in the breeze I feel at ease But my momma crying On her knee saying Stop it please man just Stop it jeez Momma just stay At ease really Feeling the pressure on my knees when I make it everybody pleas but bitch please you don’t know me I hope nobody grieves the fallen leaves all of a Sudden everyone believes It’s no problem but don’t let whatever’s going on atm faze you shit happens but you’ll alway be able to bounce back better than before trust me

I wanna hear his old beats with new tracks and better artists...

cub scouts of america

I just remade this beat and it's fly

Bro I remember my brother in middle school listening to cholo songs

my shit

Went home smoked a couple zig zags came out my house say they wanna play tag guess a couple kitty kitties wanna get scratched little do they know I layed down a mouse trap turns out I’m the really cool kat then I had reach inside my back pack turns out I’m wackin foos like I’m bat man I’m on the Mexican radio hook Bars so hard I might end up behind them 2 twenty two more problems

Can you make a speed up version

G shit

Ghud

Mannn! just killed a freestyle. Y’all missed it

OVERVIEW LYRICS LISTEN SIMILAR SONGS 1 of 4 2 of 4 One-double-oh-seven (100.7) This is for you fellas Ha ha ha Something I cooked up the Dope House In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah Roll Cadillacs never lie on ravs Smoke killer herb till my lungs collapse Lost two grand last night shooting craps The I hit the Ritz and bought a few laps Just got a letter from my old best friend Doing twenty-five in the federal pen want to come home but he said until then Could I look over his three children They wake em up at five am for Fruit Loops Draped in white overalls and black boots Used to drive a Lac sipping gin and juice Now we need money for some chips and soups Run around town with a sack of rocks Polo shirt with the matching socks Mom I promise one day I'ma stop I'ma grow up and be a astro-naut I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio Now daddy come first and daddy come next Daddy represent that Screwston, Tex Silly punks jealous of the S-P-Mex But your whole crew should be wearing Kotex I'ma get by and I'ma get high Thirteen five I'ma let my birds fly Everybody knows that my back is not dry If you say it is you a d-d-damn lie Rolling through life like a tumbleweed I'm the young pres of my company Home catching hell cause I love my weed Baby can you please let your husband breathe Trying to dodge death and trying to dodge jail Old damn friends trying to do my gal People use to call me a bum from hell Laughed at my car when my muffler fell I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio Pull another bud from the fat ass dime Grippin wood grain let the seat recline Got the Asian girl with the big behind Take her to the telly and she love me long time Remember when I begged you to buy my tapes Now I buy cribs on the sides of lakes Pray to the Lord and ask why they hate 'cause they got the nuts 'bout the size of grapes Twenty-two inches on the thirty-two ton And the candy paint cost eighty-five hun Even if I'm in my swimming pool having fun Still I stay strapped with the waterproof gun I'm asking you please can you pray for me reverend When I die will I go to heaven Trying to count the tvs in my car I got eleven Pioneer read one-double-oh-seven I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican radio radio radio I'm on the Mexican I-Oh radio radio radio radio The day is here What up baby Hustle Town Two double 0 one hun And it just don't quit No it just don't stop Chunk duce Blow truce