Kick this shit about the mail man [ verse 1 ] Time for the payback, backpay Can’t let homie live to see his birthday A.k., forty’s lettin hot ones to the kidney Bootsee muthafucka didn’t know what hit him What way, rode up on his ass in a chevy Baby, nigga shoulda known that shit […]
Chorus: e-40 and ‘hoes’ Ah is a, ah is a, should i save her? I want to be saved!!!! (b-legit) It’s 1993 and niggas need to miss me be savin’ these hoes You know how these tricks we be buyin’ ‘em clothes Wanna taxi hoes on vogues with the beat And have ‘em sittin’ next […]
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Pushed in the game at a young age Feel me touch me as i turn the page A little past ten, roughly about Eleven years old dropped in the good location My scratch is smellin sour and it’s stinkin Got a nigga seriously thinkin "how can i kill this odor, and purchase me a lincoln?" […]
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intro: e-40 I pledge allegiance to the ghetto, uh I pledge allegiance to the game, uh I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars And the pussy and the bitches and the fame, uh *repeat* (beeyatch!!!!) Chorus: To all my, to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on Up in the […]
[e-40] I gets a phone call about a neighbor Daylight savings time seven o’clock at night Three-way conversation 40-water family member, cousin "dude did you receive my card" – "when did you send it?" "yesterday, should’ve been there by now" 9-4-5-9-1 vallejo, california mail box ect. 9-4-5-9-1" Damn, shit what the fuck is goin’ on […]
Bout, bout bout, bout bout, bout bout Bout, bout bout, bout bout, bout bout bout(2x) [e-40] Me and my guys be lurking the streets plottin upside down smiling Bummin no matter skully, hoods, bandannas, bullets Stocking caps ski masks, loced out murder one classes Those new wallabe’s, hocked up, chuck taylors Permanent creased five-oh-one jeans […]
