way, this way [E-40] You already knew what it was from the beginnin [E-40] You know how we've been gettin down [Bosko] I know you want this too [E-40] We just
m in a red, she said she 200 thou on a chain, I don't need a piece That banana clip, let ya ? speak Dark shades, Eazy E Five letters, YMCMB F**k that N*gga, f
so I gotta sneak to creep But my nigga never sweat em but a beeyatch Pimpin ain't easy but it goes down like this [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: E-40, Passion
goin off [Chorus 1] [E-40:] E-40 from the bay hey bay bay Hocker me Ratchet like where you stay Im pullin on my chain yankin on my collar Just like
, I throw a 5 in the power Poppa wheely with the front end hittin speed bumps 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin' change out the fountains at shoppin' malls Rats can only afford chuck-e
F'real, uh, oh boy, due to the graphic game orienfestedness Of this program, viewer discretion is advised I promise you pimpin', I mean that there's so
remind me Them Compton crip niggas aint nothing to f-ck with Bompton Piru's aint nothing to f-ck with Compton ese's aint nothin' to f-ck with But they f
we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa) Im just partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa) I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa) 40
won't be no more rap shows Yeah that's what I thought I see wall to wall hoes bitches everywhere all over the place niggas tippin off the green marble just
't stop Believing, just get your money where you're breathing This is for the thugs set butts in they laps, goody goody And this is for E-40 and The Click
There is something going on down here In Vallejo FedEx In Vallejo, California, E-40 In Vallejo In Vallejo, California, E-40 He said he's just a, timah
never late on arrival Grabbed the landmines, bazookas, grenades, and tommy-o And I can't forget the glock, cause it's the most reliable Shit, fuck it, I'ma just
intro [e-40]) Uh, uh, hah! Alright, mystikal, (bitch! hombre!) mystikal. Alright nigga, this e four o. Huh, e four o, e four o, huh. Finna get it crankin
a 757 goin' to heaven, no Whizzy F, yo reverend, preach about me I'm the God 1-7 Apple and E I'm the cash, money, Makaveli y'all ain't ready Break fast
Now as the world turns, I let my bud burn Police writin' down my tags like I'm concerned I graduated from the nickels and dimes You need the F.E.D's
t even drink) [Mase] We do sets behind the 'neck That's my Denale right behind the Lex Like girls that find their sex get all kinda respect When I'm 40
today to listen to a young man that's on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U
Eyes slow to open, alarm clock's broken I'm steppin' out the bed but ain't a booty line spoken Stick a 40 to my lips, I sips and I guzzle A 40-dog '
