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
on that E-40, that OG (ayy)
These bitch niggas be actin' up, these hoes niggas be actin' foul (chea)
They'll grind with you, they'll shine with you
Be
really feel it when you chewin' on a bean
I been out my mind, fuckin' bitches by the threes
Speedin' in the Benz and the tank on E
You gotta go and get
bandanas
and tryin to get my kids some more chickens than Colonel Sanders
Play us by the trigger so I`ma live by the trigger
And rivals, seven bitches for
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
a quarter after nine on my AM FM
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
You can`t afford to pass no
Scales reading four forty eight
It's a bag to get
Risks to take
Weed got me moving slow
Pickup the pace
Smoke it by the O
Count up the cake
Scales
ball
Get dough or die, they where you need it ho
Though how the streets talkin you
A dead man walkin and I just bought a Louie
Belt to hold that 40
If
[CHORUS]
Alcoholism [8x]
[E-40]
Pull this bitch over my nigga
I got to piss
I stay with sip in my fist
I drink like a fish
Sometimes I be sober
But
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
Ah fuck it
Ah y'all got your nigga e-40 in this motherfucker
I buzz I put a step in
Kickin it in the fac house motherfucker
Ay, g-nut, spice,
[Chorus]
They got you soaked (that's right)
I see your cup up (drink it to em)
Let's get drunk
And get my fortune out of my drinking club
E-40 in
fuck around and wind up shanked
In the presence of drought season shit gets hectic
Niggas losin' they lives when they least expect it
It's E-40
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
and I'm tired of mean muggin
So I get my nine out cause they got some static
Cock my shit back cause I got an automatic
Flem got the 40
He gone get
froze flows)
Bright idea with the wrong gang with lowest goals
is like tryin to get on yo' feet with no toes
[Chorus]
[E-40]
That's a good look for me!
Ayy (skrrt, skrrt)
(SG Gang, nigga, skrrt)
Kodak, why you strapped like that?
Why you act like that?
'Cause I got it by myself (ayy)
(You know I
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
eat tinba f'orin sile e
No be say you no de grind
I know deeply you de try
Bobo all you need is grace
O ko need client kan
If you bomb for 40 days
So
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck
Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts
Crazy (lay a nigga down like what)
'Cause they don't know nothin
I ain't playing
Young nigga survived by chance
Thank god im alive when I'm praying
Swear to god I'll ride for my fam
Hope the forty five don't jam
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