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N2Deep: V-town lyrics



f/ B-Legit, E-40







( *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