HoT 🔥 TaMaLeS

Listen as I rev up my engine... you need it give it up homey really can't you feel the tension? You so poor you can't even pay attention. I'm gonna put the pedal to the metal & float on from my rear suspension. Cruising down the block in my '64 Impala, it's the Hill Street baller yea that Westside shot-caller...saw them pussy punks from Paula Street, wanna bang but they just can't compete, I serve from the Lonias to Ventura County, my circle's complete. Money in the bank, cause they in love my dank, that sticky-icky-icky shit damn it really fuccin stank. Just copped me some kilos from down in Ol Mehico, mi amigo Eduardo, he from the cartel, this vato be hard. 9 millimeter Glock, as I patrol up & down the block, check up on my homeys hoes, who's fuccin who & who's succin jocks... football players, benched pendejos from the Oakland Raiders, training camp in Simi Valley, they really need some prayers. A rookie from San Franisco bout to get his t-shirt wet, he owe hella money to the syndicate, vato need to quit placing them bets. I don't give a damn ese, I just make money, Califas amigo, simon where it be hella sunny, What's up Doc, I'm always clownin just like Bugs Bunny, got a new ride, leather seats inside, yo haina wanna drive it then tell her ok just open up wide... Listen as I rev up my engine... you need it give it up homey really can't you feel the tension? You so poor you can't even pay attention. I'm gonna put the pedal to the metal & float from my rear suspension.