Where We Dwell
    (专辑: Everybody Ain't Able - 2007)
    
    [Mac Dre:]  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")  Yeah, that big Bay Area, potna  Putting it down  With that Romp sound  Check this out   [Jay Tee:]  Yeah, I 
be that cat coming cooler than most  Laying it down for the 
town, big parties we host  Up in the 
West Coast, left side of the 
map  That's why them bitches be so sprung on the 
way that we rap  You see I 
tap that ass constantly  And treat her like the 
tramp that she wants to be  I 
break a 
hoe, shake a 
hoe, you ready or not? And leave a…  (Mac Dre: Muthafucking cloud in the 
parking lot)  I 
got the 
front and back and side to side  And four fifteens in the 
back of the 
ride  I 
got the 
windows up but the 
brains is blown  And about this pimping type shit I 
can't leave it alone  I 
needs a 
microphone, some Tanqueray  And a 
down ass bitch who likes to do what I 
say  'Cause in the 
Bay, that's how we laying this  I'm probably getting a 
little head while you playing this   [Chorus:]  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")   [Beesh a/k/a Baby Bash:]  Me and the 
town go together like Vogues and spokes  From every 'Stangs with thangs, Cougnuts and them candy coats  All-star man smoking cavi and greens  And now I'm in a 
coke white Caddy with rims  I 
got tapes and CDs that wears your jewel  I'm from the 
707, cover 11 my roll  Premeditated pimp in the 
Westside and it's evident  The 
way I 
spit, talk shit and stack a 
president  Ooh, I'm out to bend a 
corner or two  Gotta watch my bubble flow  And tramp hoes don't come short  So call me fiero, I'm out hustling for dinero  Gotta watch my back 'cause playa haters packing heavy metal  And I 
can't settle for less, I 
need is platinum, hoe  A 
muthafucka in the 
game and I'm stacking, hoe  It's Baby Beesh production so it's hella phat  And heads treat him like a 
throwaway gat  I'm from the 
town, hoe   [Chorus:]  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")   [Mac Dre:]  Where I 
come from niggas flip tight buckets  Get tremendous beat, fresh V's and say 'fuck it'  The 
B-A-Y A-R-E-A  Where niggas smoke dank and drank all day  We words like skrilla, scratch and fetti  Give hoes pimp names like Blowjob Betty  No homies and locs, just potnas and folks  No lifts and switches, just dips and yolks  We swang 'em in 'Stang'ems and burn rubber sideways  Gat on the 
lap when we hit the 
highways  On Fridays, we down to hurt some cot  And we don't get drunk, mayne, we perks a 
lot  We call bud dank, Bombay and roper  Don't smoke stress 'cause stress won't choke ya  I 
hope ya, never have funk with us  'Cause niggas from the 
Bay love that funky stuff  Pistols, pumps, straps and choppas  And wouldn't hesitate or wait to straight knock ya  Head off your muthafucking shoulder  I 
thought you knew? I 
know somebody told ya   [Chorus:]  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Where the 
city and game run parallel, oh  ("Vallejo, Cal-i-for-ni-a")  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Hoochies on the 
corner with they yock for sale, they hoes  (They hoes, they hoes, they hoes, they hoes, yeah)  I'm from Vallejo, California where the 
playas dwell  Hoochies on the 
corner with they yock for sale, they hoes  (They hoes, they hoes, they hoes, they hoes, yeah)   [Coolio Da'Unda'Dogg:]  Check this out, for the 
'96, you know what I'm sayin'?  You got C-double-O-L-I-O Da'Unda'Dogg on this microphone  With my boy Mac Dre, Jay Tee and Beesh, N2Deep  Got Extra Large in the 
house…  But let me tell you about this Rompalation  We putting this out with my boy D-Con, you know what I'm sayin'?  If you don't got it and you're listening to it, you better get, 'cause it's the 
bomb  And I'm out…