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Now I`ll be comin with that real shit,
Cuz that real shit is all I know, out Valley Joe And that good grain is all I grow So if they ask about Jay Tee, tell them I got it And if they ask about the Super Sport tell them I squat it I`m tryin to ride, and stay the fuck up out the slamma` I got hoes from Salt Lake to Alabama So while you squares is at work, I`m in motion At the telly gettin a back rub with some good ass lotion And when she threw, that`s when I hit the shower And then "chupa mi verga" for about an hour For those of ya`ll that never been around a chicano That means gettin your dick sucked mayne in el barrio I`m a dog off the leash with no colla Half pit bull, half fuckin rottweiler I grew up around side shows and burnin` rubber So it ain`t no thing to make a young hutch think I love her [Chorus] I`m so cold, out here takin` a bitch, makin` a bitch Do what I say as I`m breakin` the bitch All I`m tryin` to do is live better now Hit the game solo, makin` more cheddar now I`m unemployed so all I do is stay lit I sip on gin fuckin tryin` to stay fit I`m in an old school rag, brains blown out So if a bitch gets to trippin` she get thrown out In Valley Joe, everybody should know Don`t trust no ho, cuz fuck is all they good fo` I had one last week, with no flaws NO kids, no man, and no draws I beat `em twice, and said that I was cool wit it And like a pimp, I let my potna Young Dru hit it That what I does, love a bitch, what fo? I rather make her back weed, and cut blows(?) Hit the grind, and make my pockets get fatta If she get caught, I give a damn it don`t matter She has no life, so she don`t need to bail out Put her on the stand, that ho will never sell out [Chorus] See I`m hella slick, so I be the one that no one blames Me and baby have sex without knowin names I`m in the backseat kissin on that bitch neck With one hand up in her purse grabbin` that bitch check I find a rubber and put the thang on Slide my dick in and tell that ho to hang on See I`m a pro, giggolo, I get ladies In Mercedes I`ve been pimpin` since the mid-eighties I was young, but still a ho killa I was taught to put it down as a go-rilla Talk shit and let both nuts dangle Hit the turf and sell game from every angle I`m quick to strangle a bitch if she start pretendin` Like you broke, girl you got money so start spendin` Break bread, tramp that`s why I`m with ya Do I got to split ya, to make ya get the picture [Chorus]
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