| They say pimpin' ain’t easy
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| And nigga, they ain’t never lie
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| We ride back to back thru the track that on suicide
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| Watch me glide on twenties, get money
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| Smokin' backwoods on pills, breakin' bitches at will
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| 'Cause it’s pimpin'
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| On professional women limpin' up and down the block
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| I’m slangin' rocks, I’m slangin' cock
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| Pimp or die, nigga, I’m so fly, a square is what I’m not
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| I’m Lil Bruce, baby, I come from the V
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| The home of Ike Turner, Rose Budd, and MD
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| You think I’m carin' about sharin' on snatch
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| And I’m runnin' scams to get my hands on scratch
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| Understand that
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| Woman romance without finance to me
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| Stands no chance with no man of my pedigree
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| Call my hoggish if you would
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| Shoulda been a part of Sick Wid It Records
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| Wit a pig on my necklace
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| Would you dig my possessions since the air is my gift
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| Or should it matter if it’s turf shit burnt for chips
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| Nigga, we hurt shit, that way since birth with it
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| As for this gift to gab shit, mayne, we cursed with it
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| As far as dirt, we did it
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| So, nigga, name it, I done it
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| And love to hit it while she on her stomach
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| Money and hundreds
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| I’m from the V-A double L E-J-O
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| Where sellin' narcotics is all I know
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| I’m from the valley where Sally sellin' dank, biiitch
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| What it is, what it is, what it is
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| (Mac Dre: I’m from the V-A double L E-J-O)
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| (B-Legit: Where sellin' narcotics is all I know)
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| I boss up, never fuck, it’s red lights on a toss up
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| Untangle where we crossed up
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| It’s big shit, V-town affiliates
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| Watch us rip shit, the gangster or the pimp shit
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| No simp shit, bitch, my mug stay mean
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| Out the ricks wit' kicks and gun machines
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| You know the green, the thing we was dying to get
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| Is the reason why my niggas came so damn sick
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| And when I represent, bitch, I put it on dubs
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| Park it by the club and let the rat heads rub
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| I’m out to get the cheddar
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| If she fight, nigga, let her
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| It don’t matter, I stay fatter
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| It don’t matter, long as my pockets get fatter
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| I don’t give a fuck if civilians got scatter
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| I’m the last batter, better hit a home run
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| When I stick my dick in I watch how fast she cum
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| Up the block sideways when I shift I chirp quick
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| And after that first dick, I’m all in your purse, bitch
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| Mac Drizzay, off the hizzle
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| Goin' off Hennesizay and a half a thizzle
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| Romper Roomin', no cartoonin'
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| Makin' the scrill, keepin' it real
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| Bitch, you know what I’m doin' |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Valley Joe (Rapper Gone Bad), artist - Mac Dre. Album song The Best Of Mac Dre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп