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