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Utwór: Valley

  • wykonawca: South Park Mexican
  • album: 3rd Wish To Rock The World
  • wyświetleń: 825

"Valley"
  [1] - I'm going to the valley el valle por halle
  Straight to the spot where the mexicans hold tons
  I know a place on the Boystown its trip
  Down in Mexico where the girls just strip
  But me I'm a pimp let them hoes keep dancin
  I'm chancin, grindin winnin, advancin
  Go it now im gone with a clovo full of hate
  And when I get to Houston fo show I'm getting paid
  
  [2] - I'm coming from the valley staning em slanning em
  Rising realizing sizing em up
  Got my clavo small paper tall
  From smuggling a cross the ocean
  Roll me a sweet in a cadilac fleet
  Just clowning with the three wheel motion
  I flip the cash but my stash flips faster
  Cause I'm pushing the real good pine
    [3] - I'm going to vauco in my black seville
  I follow two my behind a truck with half a mil
  I make my first stop at my homeboys ranch
  I ask him "whats in the bag" he says "two acres of plants
  It's easy going in but hell gettin out
  I wanna make this paper and I think I know how
  Suprise suprise I done made it back home
  in an ice cream truck "who wanna buy a snow cone"
  
  [Hook - repeat 2X]
    I'm going to the valley
  Vauco the valley
  I'm goin to the valley what you think fo
  
  [4] - From Texas to Cali we get our ye from the valley
  We be hustlin on blocks moving in and out the alley
  We call it medicine thats what u need when you get sick
  Sometimes it's hard rock sometimes it's white pearl brick
  Across, across the state line just me and my girlfriend
  From powder to pine I got money on my mind
  Stop wasting all my time and get me over to the spot
  Unload all the cargo and meet me at the docks
  
  [5] - Going back to the valley staying on top of my game
  Meeting up wit my bitches snow white and mary jane
  Only thing that ever mattered to me
  Stacking dollars shit we making a week
  Who the cowards who the killas whos the niggas wit scrilla
  Felt all up in they pockets rocking fo' niggas that try to kill us
  Then maybe later you bitches bother me
  You wanted to pay you too late don't bother calling me
  
  [6] - Going to the valley fo' soliders in a caddy
  And in the back of the caddy got fifty pound of smally
  Tryed to jack but can't catch me
  I just keep that paper stacking
  Always packin never slacking
  leaving you hoe ass niggas unhappy
  Chopping burs when able, fucking hoes on the table
  Watching cable in a Sable, Dope House is the label
  Selling em three for ten to my closest friends
  Rolling back to H-towm big body Benz
  
  [hook]
  
  [7] - Houston Texas cowboy wit a dime and a fiesta saddle
  And I'm moving mo weight then a whole herd of cattle
  I grip up the grain blowing up the panhandle
  mobile phone on scramble cause rap hustlin is a gamble
  Brick moving these H dudes gonna keep you grooving pursuing
  Shit, hell on my surella ice water lyrical good fella
  SPM got the hook up, say watch out
  I hit the highway, let twenkies crawl
  I'm going to the valley
  
  [8] - Man I'm flipping up to Mexico to hit some licks
  In a Navigator bus bringing back some bricks
  Get to checkpoint now I'm past the border
  tell my guy alemar to play some more
  Fat money cause we in the mix
  I got that white girl and that stinky bitch
  Better ryders and roamers can't really ask
  "We going out T?" "Bitch I'm headed to the valley
  So I'm out about to make some money
  Pull up to a trailor wit about 800
  Unload it I flip it get paid let's ride
  Chunk a deuce to the guys and I'm back to Southside
  Cruisin wit a couple of pines
  Trying hard as hell to make it back to H-Town
  Flippin but only make one stop
  Then I'm buring out moving shit to a dope house
  
  [9] - Cruisin to the valley checking up on me campos
  Make thirty calls so I can wire free samples
  Get me a plane so I can make my drops
  Flying real low to avoid the cops
  Weighing my weed on a digital beam
  Wrapping it in a plastic quick so I can make my green
  My windows are tinted so nobody sees in it
  Wit mary jane and snow white the sky's the limit
  
  [Hook]
    [10] - My package is small, stack em in the entire wall
  Fuck the chotha must be loca
  Everything a nigga want make it to the border wit the motha
  Pockets rising better quit sizing me up
  But these coffe beans fucking the smell up
  What's up, back in the city
  de bull lada I'm talking pronto
  Call me the head honcho start a new revloution
  like a back poncho
  He yah see yah wouldn't want to be yah
  Gots to flee, start the G
  Switch the ride I'm headed back to the valley
  
  [11] - Get um up hit em up
  They want to know what it is all about
  They way that we roll down south
  Start baby wit dope house josie wells gonna
  there aint nuthin funna then being and outlaw runna
  stunna pimpin in a humma millenium smuggler
  Dope game juggla, no nuts no glory
  Real mobsters, they never worry
  but we ain't home yet so dont get happy
  we aint paid Officer O'Malley
  Thinking of my profits going to the valley
  It's all cavi
  
  [12] - I'm flipping to the valley federalies
  Fucking wit michael decodie motorcycles
  ?? cruises my disciples
  I'm the type to crew smoke two and synas
  wit my G's I'll hunt you
  like Arnold hunts Sarah Connors
  Primadonnas big tymers, playa, and rob reports
  benz sports,courts, naked hoes, lascivious resorts
  I get short my last resort tell L
  to keep the Cali cause little down wit his essays
  parlaying down in the valley
  
  [Hook]
  
  [13] - I'm a creep 59
  to the end of the rainbow land of the llello
  Dope fiends on my payroll, got rocks to blow
  behind the stop and go they holla
  goodness graious great balls of snow
  Don't speed or trip when you see the lights
  cause they can tell you're nervous just by looking in your eyes
  in H-Town the business in booming
  but it won't last long if you don't know what you're doing
  
  [14] - Yeundo pal el valle in a nice Expedition
  Got me creepin for mi ruka and my boys blowing swishas
  Mcallen brownsville harlingen
  six hour trip to get my endz
  I'm out to get my Benz
  on the lean coming clean
  lean man flashing green
  el meadow meadow meadow
  ???
  thendo vact is none stop
  daily stackes to the top
  ???
  keep my hoes by the flock
  
  [15] - Who rides like me come wrapped that tightly
  L be's moving by the ton
  Packed up in tanks under the trunk, 59 to 77
  Collecting my lot not even sweating, back on 35
  wit my cheeder just gettin mine
  You know me your boy O-Z
  Never left lonely wit out my G see
  One trip cocks a flip
  The way I flip multiplies a chip
  I'm steady ?? cash flow
  Transactions stacking paper rolls
  The currency connect from Houston to the valley
  
  [hook till fade]

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