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South Park is an American adult animated sitcom created by Trey Parker and Matt Stone for the Comedy Central television network. The show revolves around four boys—Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Eric Cartman, and Kenny McCormick—and their bizarre adventures in and around the titular Colorado town. Much like The Simpsons, South Park uses a very large ensemble cast of recurring characters. Intended for mature audiences, the show has become infamous for its crude language and dark, surreal humor that satirizes a wide range of topics.
Parker and Stone developed the show from two animated shorts they created in 1992 and 1995. The latter became one of the first Internet viral videos, which ultimately led to its production as a series. South Park debuted in August 1997 with great success, consistently earning the highest ratings of any basic cable program. Subsequent ratings have varied but it remains one of Comedy Central's highest rated shows, and is slated to air through at least 2019. The pilot episode was produced using cutout animation. All subsequent episodes are created with software that emulates the cutout technique. Parker and Stone perform most of the voice acting. Since 2000, each episode is typically written and produced during the week preceding its broadcast, with Parker serving as the primary writer and director. There have been a total of 267 episodes over the course of the show's 19 seasons.
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From the new Juan Gotti Dope House Saga Album this Album is Now Available and features South Park Mexican, King Lil G, Baby Bash, Paul Wall and More!!! Tracklist: 1.) Hood Day ft. King Lil G 2.) Houston ft. Paul Wall & Carolyn 3.) Tomorrow's Not Promised ft. SPM & Ronnie Spencer 4.) Leter to Los 2 ft. Nando 5.) Concrete Jungle ft. King Lil G, Carolyn, & Low G 6.) Million Letters ft. Baby Bash, Carolyn Rodriguez & Milton Bradley 7.) Street Pimpin ft. Lil Bing & Carolyn Rodriguez 8.) Dope House Saga ft. Milton Bradley & Carolyn 9.) Dreamin ft. G-Man 10.) Remember Me ft. SPM, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Low G & Dj Dominator 11.) No Rest 12.) Cali 13.) Turn Up ft. George Patino 14.) When the Devil Knocks 15.) Hated Most Aggravated Mic Pass FREE SPM - 2017
土著权威组织主席依布拉欣阿里建议,考试局每半年补考国文一次,“为了方便那些没有国文成绩的人”。
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 referal
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 c-o-y
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