ya out there ballin' main can you drop a twenty upinmy commissary My family thinks that I'm a thug homie When you see my momma man give her a hug for
city They be the ones who have a grip, they be the ones who be sittin' pretty Instead of tryin' to be super to start a fuckin' track man What a nigga
sandwiches All day, everyday, 40 play, he say She say, bieetch! That-a-way Keep it goin though don't stop Shakin' baking soda, forms a rock 36 zips on a
, E-40 In Vallejo In Vallejo, California, E-40 He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in Major factor, Fed Ex, high powered lawyers And a young nigga
my niggas bell A mack muthafuckin 12 will send your ass straight to hell (40) A tick a tock, the shit da spot They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a
Mmm, this bitch act like she gonna do something I about to get me some of this Cuerve man Finally go up to this bitch man got my motherfuckin' helmet
that scratch Magazine was never nothin' like bel air High speed shot outs and shit but I loved it there 40 where you've been playa, it's been a while
, this way thatta way Made a left at the corner 'cuz it was hoes I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way I'm looking for a big seat I'm riding sideways, this way
things is finna mature So let me find me a nigga with a grip And hit his ass quick with one of them whores (What's the definition of a lick?) Taking a
Yeah, focus pocus, skiggedy-skat It ain't nuttin' but me, that nigga E-40 Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this This G A M E man some of
for home I drunk a 40 to the fuckin' dome 40 took a forty to the fuckin' dome And now they got me spittin' on the microphone 40 took a forty to the
a honey blunt In a Major Way I tried to told ya Niggaz have my shit fucked back in the days but now they know a Sold a bunch of units underground They
Marinatin' on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the hillside was his home Mo' scratch than the rest of the pushers 'Cause he got a
you need my little catarada a packet of kool-aid and some throw up What else? A thing of B's and a short naked Night Train Whatchu gonna give me? A crumpled
this way thatta way ("Made a left at the corner cuz it was hoes") I'm riding sideways, this way thatta way ("I'm looking for a big seat") I'm riding sideawats, this way
Marinatin on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the hillside was his home Mo' scratch than the rest of the pushers Cause he got a
*keys jangle* Mmmmhmmm this bitch act like she *dog starts barking* gonna do something I about to get me some of this Cuerve man Finna go up to this
tape busts) And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit (And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit) Chorus: E-40 40 took a forty to the fuckin dome