yeah.livin in LA. the most beautiful women on the planet, got to get one goddamnit. watch out. Mess wit a chicana.nyou know how it goes. gotta watch out for pops.nokay. I'll tell you about that...nnLiving in L.A. is a beautiful thingnon hot summer days, cholos and heinas in full swingnsidewalking with their mothers headed back to the padnwhere lurks the dangerous demon known as the chollo dadnA man with a budweiser can and a triple-dot faded green tat on his handnplus his mother and his daughters name placed on his arm for lifenveterano, 40 years old, he packs a knife and much pridenyou seem him in yards working on rides nbumpin out Lobo, War on LakesidenThey take an old El Camino, make that shit look cleannI'm scared of chollo dads let me tell you what I mean...nnOnce upon a time I was in love with Carlanhighschool crush and then summertime we start ta seeing eachother, calling on the phone to talknon a hot August night we went for a walknwe made it two blocks down the street then she kissed me suckin on my neck giving me a bad hickynwith my hands up her shirt, putting in work madnthen she screamed and pulled away, Oh shit it's my dad!nI spun around like Hi sir I'm Chris nice to meet yanand you're the ese trying to fuck mi Carlita? nI'll kill you vato!nI screamed like a bitch, turned around and rannseen the 22 in his handnyo, she called the next day like no need to be tensenbut my dad's an OG who used to be from White Fence....nWhite Fence? And I ain't called that girl Carla ever since.nn[VERSE2: Double K]nOne day I was chillin on Venice and Fairfaxnsmoking a big doobie doin' it to the maxnon my way to the crib I was stunned by a pretty young face with a short frame of another racenso I stepped with the intro, baby can I get yo' name and numero, I'm KK the super bronshe said her dad's Mario, he's not down with black guys talkin to his baby girl, he be givin 'em black eyesnI said Yo, I understand. She said No, wait!nhe works the late shift give me a call at 8nshe was diggin the rap, gave me a kiss on the cheeknwaiting for 7:30 dude it felt like a weekn8:25 came, picked up the phone, got to dialing the digits hoping oh girl was homenshe picked up sounding sexy had me all arousednsaid she was chilling all alone and I could come to her house and watch a little BET, but I'm thinking cognacnyou know me, the double supreme, I'm trying to hit thatnso I threw on my J's sprayed on some smell good nthrew some trees in a bag and took a stroll through my hoodnclose to her pad I began wondering ifnher old man would show up and begin to riffnhey yo, I should've knocked on woodnit wasn't all goodnless than a hour of chillin the door opened and there stood (what's up homes?!?)na big tall Mexican man with tattoos of his gang nand a case in his hand, Goddamn nyo, he had the devil in his eyes nan' enough brown pride to make Santana crynall I could do was ask why me, The G Double ngot to go through all this trouble just ta...?nncholo dad: hey who the fuck are you homesndouble k: I'm double k, manncholo dad: hey I don't know no fuckin double k esendouble k: hey it's cool how ya doin sirncholo dad: I think you're up in here trying to fuck my baby girl homesndouble k: I got all my clothes onncholo dad: you know who the fuck I am homes? I'm an OG esendouble k: yeah you're her dad man, I'm not-ncholo dad: come here homes let me talk to youndouble k: yo just chill the-, chill outncholo dad: come here ese, I'm bout to knock you up right, homesndouble k: no man it's cool man, I'm not trying to fight you og, it's cool manncholo dad: you're nothing!ndouble k: yeah I know man, it's-ncholo dad: You're not good enough for my baby girl homes, she's gonna be down with PeeWee for the rest of her lifendouble k: hey man, fuck peewee, I'm about to leavencholo dad: hey fuck youndouble k: fuck you! I'm outta here!n