Been to hella corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love from the plug And a price on your family member drugs (drugs) [Verse 3: E-40
So we mashed out Wave Street, partied on Broad Enter the 36 Chambers and swung swords Bug when the Force MD's met the Fat Boys Brought the ruckus like P.E
dog, s*** I eat the food I steal Floors ain't dirty enough My game is like carryin' shotguns and 21 rough Doctor, I'm like the war on drugs I don't stop
You play the back like Rosa Parks when the arc sparks I bang rawly, do you orally My horny sounds will pound more heavy than E-40 Sex, money, drugs,
[E-40] UHH~! Where I stay they gotta temper they locks Get they hair done down at Nappy or Not (BAY AREA!!!) No funk abusin the cops Droppin off yola
wit tha Luniz (tha Luniz are here!) We back in this mutha fucka 9-Scrillion, bout ta make a million bucks (E-40!, E-40 man!) Ya Capable (B-Legit!)
*(Yukmouth)* CHALL ONGE! Uh I challenge you B Legit an E 40 to Numskull an Yukmouth lets see who get the highest. Chorus *(Yuk Num 40 Legit)
Giacanna G Rap, that live one - pay homage Get it fucked up, I spray comments, nigga what?! (Nigga what, it's the Curriculum!) [Canibus] Yo, e'rything is e
new to game Used to playin' on TV courtesy of video music box Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding
! [Butt-head] heh heh he? Who? Damn't, for the last time There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} [Lil' Rob] It's the gangsta M-E-X-I-C-A-N Back
, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga It's that real shit Even though what we do is wrong We still hustle 'til the sun come up Crack a 40
[E-40] Ughhh! Gully grimey and gritty Huh! Heavy drug activity {pull over please} Lower development housing Hustlers makin thousands {CHING!} Yola supplier
bitch Hot Atlanta, the Bay Area Y'all niggaz don't want no noise with Lil' Jon an' The Eastside Boys Y'all niggaz don't want no shit with E-40 an' The
gonna get it like T.C. the money maker, I know you're with it Mayday mayday, unexplained object comin your way Breaker breaker it's E-40 bitches call
the weak Hopin' somebody's on they knees prayin' fo' me In the midnight hour, somewhere on them drugs In a room full 'o thugs, 40' tell 'em how it was
? MP: Whats up 40 boy? E 40: Talk to me weepilation. MP: Dey dont know we been doin dis. E 40: Last Deezy Last Don. MP: Bay Area playa nigga. E 40: This E
like a text message Money call, Jupiter ballin Speakers knockin, truck throbbin Generals ?cobbles? on Tennessee's seargants Diamonds glare, females stare 40 you dat dude, ain't no compare Diamonds glare, females stare 40
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
