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(feat. B-Legit, E-40) |
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[dial tone] |
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(Hi, the state and what city, please?) |
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Vallejo, bitch! |
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Ha yeah, what's up though |
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We got some players in the concert tonight |
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And they all from the V-Town |
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These mutha****as is dope though |
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I'm tellin you, bro |
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You ain't never heard no shit like this befo' |
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So Jay Tee, step up to that mic and tell em how you rollin |
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[VERSE 1: Jay Tee] |
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A 40's what I'm holdin when I'm rollin around |
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We got the top down bumpin the sound |
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It's the boys from the V-Town, come right inside, straight pimpin |
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Dip, hit the strip, I take another sip, then |
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Kick back and count my bank, yeah, I got dank |
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Straight skunk, that shit that stank |
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So now I got my mail on, got another sale on |
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I don't care who you tell, I got my bail on |
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**** jail, man, I'm out on the street |
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Here to kickin it with the crew or with a young freak |
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It's Jay Tee comin cooler than most |
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Rhyme sayer, pipe layer from the West Coast |
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Where we toast, kick up and hang |
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No, we don't gangbang, it's just a crew thing |
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So you know that I'ma always be down |
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(With who?) With the mutha****in V-Town |
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V-Town, V-Town |
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[Mac Dre] (Vallejo, Californ-i-a) |
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[VERSE 2: TL] |
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Once again in my 'Lac, strictly sex on my mind |
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Got the kind so it's time to relax and unwind |
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( ? ) I need to get my yak on |
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Once I get a rock on I'm gonna throw a sack on |
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So it really doesn't matter if she's thinner, if she's fatter |
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Than a bus, all I'm gonna do is bust nuts up in her guts |
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Trust, thrust just a little more till I hit the vibration |
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Down on my fours, finish up my nut |
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I make you come through, gee |
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Look at my pager, it'll say 553- |
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0461 ( ? ) |
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The Vogues got the hoes just waitin in line |
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( ? ) TL (back to the hotel) |
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And after that we'll (hit another hotel) |
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If the bed is taken throw her on the ground |
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Cause yo, that's how we sling it in the V-Town |
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V-Town, V-Town |
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[Mac Dre] (Vallejo, Californ-i-a) |
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[VERSE 3: Jay Tee] |
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Now it's the V-a-double l-e-j-o |
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We hope you know that ( ? ) with a hoe |
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Cause yo, the players don't roll like they don't do it |
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But no one's gonna know that every player's been through it |
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So buy you some ( ? ) and everything'll be cool |
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And just to be safe, yo man, you better wear two |
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Cause yeah, they thick and they all look good |
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But they hot as a fire and they burnin like wood |
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In the V-Town... |
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Now when I say the V I mean Vallejo |
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You gotta have game to stack your mail |
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You see the times is tough and the streets is rough |
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But hey, nobody said that you was put here to play |
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So just be a mack like me (Jay Tee) |
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Get signed to Rated Z and get paid correctly |
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I make my money, then bounce |
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Jump in the train with a real cold 40 ounce |
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Before I sleep with sluts, playin nothin but old cuts |
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I'm feelin on big butts |
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I love life, no wife, I'm just straight up mackin |
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The big dollars I'm stackin |
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The plug is on every time that I pick up the mic |
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I do what I feel and I say what I like |
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I'm on top cause you know I've always been down |
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(With who?) With the mutha****in V-Town |
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V-Town, V-Town |
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[Mac Dre] (Vallejo, Californ-i-a) |
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[VERSE 4: B-Legit] |
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Legit from the Click, yeah bitch, I'm down |
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Another mutha****a representin the Town |
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I'm from the V-Town Hillside ( ? ) |
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Two-inch white walls, Vogues and Zeniths |
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You gotta be right when you side with B |
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It ain't too ( ? ) when they're ****in with me |
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(What you got?) Gold tone plate with the shoes to match |
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(What else?) Gold pin stripes and gold tone sacks |
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Sick Click shit, man, that's for reala |
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And California lifestyle's cool, killer |
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Late night loungin, I'm in pursuit |
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Of naythin but legs open after two |
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So I hops in my coupe and I'm after a |
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Bitch in a '92 Acura |
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Straight ( ? ) and you know I'm down |
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I'm up in em when I bust one for the V-Town |
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[VERSE 5: E-40] |
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Magazine Street, Hillside |
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Vallejo, let's side |
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Would you look, would you listen |
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I know you're sayin to yourself: E-40's missin |
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But man tiger, I was outside of Rated Z pissin |
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Comin off ( ? ), perved, keyed out my ****in head |
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Burnt, twisted, eyes bloodshot red |
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On the cooch mutha****as don't want me to let loose |
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We get our 'Lacs, me, Muggsy, Mac D-Shot, Lil' Bruce |
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The Valley-Jo, these are the things that you need to know, man |
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The shit I'm spittin, niggas don't understand |
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Speakin up for my land ( ? ) all that old shit |
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Straight up out of Vallejo, E-40 and the Click |
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Scattin Cutlasses, the beat is boisterous |
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Smokin mutha****as like a clitoris |
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Me and N2Deep, you know we're at this |
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E-40 holdin his ground |
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(For who?) For my folks in the V-Town |
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V-Town, V-Town |
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[Mac Dre] (Vallejo, Californ-i-a) |
