Lyrics:
Get your hands up
Where my people that's over 20 now?
Where my people that's over 30 now?
Where my people that's over 40 now?
Classic, that's
E-40]
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be..
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga
[E-40]
Trying to make it
It's been a long road
Sic-Wid-It Records
[Master P & E-40]
Oh! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that? (I feel it playboy, I
[E-40]
Huh? Want me to speak the real?
[Kaveo]
Speak the real man
[E-40]
Nigga speak the real
Speak the real
Speak the real
Speak
on and get breaded
While still feeling empty inside like a bagel
Tired of em taking my kindness for weakness
My mood get to swinging like Jose Conseco
Swinging
double trouble[01:38.41]Flip bags till I'm rich, that's the opposite of fumble[01:40.71]I get dough by the dozens, just the way my cookie
where you lack
Get the girls after school pull up playing Do U
Do or Die set the mood
Get cream by any means
Mix juke with the Wu-Tang
Always did my own
I'm still forty with the forty close
In the 840 playin' new E-40
With some horny hoes
(Yeah) Finally, y'all been waiting
To hear a verse for
hang with G's?
Start uhh, who busy Jesus said
[E-40:]
Fuck cowboy keys, now I ain't never been nobody's sucker
Nor have I ever been any coastal
[E-40]
Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass
With dis sleazy from Union
A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead; anyway
Let me contemplate my thought something
miskina,
Lookin like they wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo I tell one of yo biggest fans,
Do what you do all I listen to is you Maxwell, and Erykah
(guap)[00:07.43]Hm hm (guap)[00:09.40]I don see shege[00:11.90]So I dey ball every day by day (boy i don see shege, see)[00:14.81]I no fit again[00:16.84]My heart e no
a spleen witta gangsta lean
[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
It was a dark blue night, nigga toe down sleep
Had a 40 ounce of E and half ounce of weed
Just got
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am, here I
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't know my style
Who be gettin' flam when they come to a jam?
Here I am, here I
[E-40] Charlie Hust`, Busta Bust`, let`s do it
[Busta]
Hehehehe, Flipmode, Sic-Wid-It
You know what`s best for you, you better get widdit
that independent paper
all about my ruh-uh-rap, uh-should I shine
beat a muthafucka uh-duh-down, e'ry time
40 get yo marbles man, get yo change
take
Duro!
[00:24:00] This life e fit get ease
[00:27:00] Everything na turn by turn
[00:30:00] If you stop now, you go regret am tomorrow
[00:34:00] Duro,
a dyke
Two thongs don't make my night
Let's get up out of dodge
Me and yo friend girlfriend...Econo Lodge
[Hook: E-40]
Why you bullshittin' you need
[E-40]
(Yeahhhh!) Uh!
(Yeahhhh!) Uhh..
(Yeahhhh!) I like that.. yo
(Yeahhhh!) Yo, yo
I never let my right ear know what my left ear done heard
My
a cabbage silly rabbits
get these chips even if it means lettin these motherfuckers have it!
Verse Six: E-40
Nigga got out of line, I had to ice him
Knows that I can giddy go
When it's time to get on the M-I-C-R-O-P-H-O-N-E
It's me the hustler 40
With them raggedy seperaters as if it was funky
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
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