Valentino my vato niggas scream dimélo if that pressure high then the heater blow they'll do it to your ass for the free and they don't even need me to know i got down white boys Spanish niggas and ill negroes they'll sqeeze their poles bullets singing like bell biv devoe prop guns hell fricken no and i don't speak to no mofuccin police I'm from the hood where it's nuffin but pitbulls and parolees and they walking shit off the lease but you good when you with me cause I'm the seventh letter a "G" can't you tell im from the streets where it's rats roaches concrete government poisoning what we eat shiesty mask on at your front door trick or treat migrants beating up the police & I don't need to watch any movies cause the war's right on TV even Stevie Wonder ca see through the lies and all the deceit