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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 SongtexteI'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] Aus Songtexte Mania