on the verse split Let it be known, I tote my chrome Refuse to get caught loose with it Looking down at my shoe with it, I'mma real baboon with it 40
Akon, and E-40, yeah I know you ain't used to havin' real niggas like me around I'm here to change your whole life girl, so you don't deal with clowns
this shit don't stop Okay okay up next, oh, it's the boss, from the home of the Braves Down here chillin' with E-40 'cause it's time to get paid C'mon
Til the po po's headquarters up a hub station in our hood A lot of these rappers don't even sound like they believable But you can ask your daddy and uncle about E
on the look out for the po' po' Nate D O double G, don't wanna fuck me As Cali as can be, Nate Dogg and 40, Fonzarell' We're gon' reach to the bay, '
I don't know if you don't, I know, whenever the wind blows I be chasin' all of my cheese, think I'm lyin', silly negro, please My niggaz is out to get
candy paint, 84's that candy paint, that candy paint, 84's, built in ? chrome grille, leather seats, ?, tv screens and wooded wheels (x4) E-40: that
[CHORUS] She say she love me she she say (she love me) she say she love but, all we do now is fucking fight [repeat 3x] [E-40] if i ask u rob that bank
the maestro at the symphony Sniff, I'm cocaine, shawty, take a wiff off me Stiff a liffy pisso nigga come and comprehend from me Talk slick to me, E40
Rikers Island, Rikers Island (Iraq Island, Iraq Island) Rikers Island, Rikers Island (Iraq Island) Rikers Island, Rikers Island (Iraq Island, Iraq Island
's get it crack a latin in this bitch Uh, nigga, nigga, y'know, y'know (Y'know) Uh, Ice Cube and E-40 up in this motherfucker (Ice Cube and E-40) For
Ayee mama, I know the weedman! Ayee mama, I know the weedman! Ayee mama, I know the weedman! Weedman, hes my friend. [x2] [Verse 1:] The weedman, the
Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 'long side E-40, ya hear? All crew, pick up yourself thou respect who say, every thing's kool Fa sho, fa sho It's either
the prestink Couldn't say they ABC's backward, so? Shoot, I can't say my ABC's backwards when I'm sober E-Figgady, a different pedigree than most of
, write back, man Hit me right back, man, write back Hit me right back, man, write back Hit me right back, man, write back Dedicated to all the incarcerated soldiers across America E
it (Anybody) Don't act like you can't get touched, peeyimp Yeah, my dude Bone Crusher (That's right) Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, David Banner And E-40
'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
It's 9 a.m, fuck time for a poisima, life at incent, sit on the toilet sump The Rossi got me smellin' like I'm dead inside, sniff, I'm stankin' up The
