"i\'m a little mannish motherfucker
i take after my older brother
started off selling marijuana, but now i\'m selling yola.."
[e-40]
here take a swig of this bourbon
hit that, hit that baby
aight dude.. ay who who\'s foolin right there? (who dat?)
aight nigga ay get down nigga.. {-gunfire starts going off-}
ay nigga get down nigga! ay nigga get down nigga (shit!)
wuh, we about
seventy-five extra mail mannish hard-headed hoodlum-ass niggaz
on the dopetrack workin overtime full of fuckin \'d\' (d!)
runnin through somewhere in the neighborhood
of about seven-hundred thousand in illegal narcotics
generatin through mah street, a week
why motherfuckers gotta ask me how i\'m doin if i\'m alright?
when a motherfucker\'s starvin and strugglin
even on my hip pretty much needlin and jugglin
there still ain\'t gonna never be enough lovin!
i\'m tired of rippin and runnin, dodgin and duckin bullets
i know my time is comin - death is on me bad
the walls is closin in, i wish i had a dad
but left when i was ten, so moms is all i had
and she was there for me until i ran away from the pad
and now she disowned me and she don\'t claim me
reverend wouldja put some blessin oil on my head
before i end up dead, gall bladder full of lead - scared
i guess a hard-head make a soft-ass (??)
i ain\'t gon\' last if i keep fuckin with this fast life
chorus: e-40 and lil\' e (repeat 2x)
he would grow up to be nothin but a hoodlum
or either in jail, or someone would shoot him, uh
(he would grow up to be nuttin but a hoodlum
or either in jail, or someone would shoot him)
[e-40]
ah, i page my ties even though the money\'s filthy
don\'t wanna go to church, because i feel guilty
nope - i don\'t wanna die - cause when the preacher preach the gospel
i be ready to cry - up in the church of pentecostal
i don\'t think i\'ma make it to see twenty-five
til i wash my hands and come clean
shit i\'ll be hella happy if i can just live to see sixteen
no life to give for that nastiness
as a rebellious disobedient-ass problem child
he\'s easily influenced - hangin around the wrong crowd
i\'m willin to do almost anything,
whatever it takes to make my allowance
i\'m on prescription medication, chemically off-balance
got me snatchin up (??), pickin up hits
pick-pickin indo\'s (do\'s), and pullin licks
chorus
[lil\' e]
but daddy? (yes son) tie my shoes (okay) lace me up (uh)
hook me up, like a tow-track maaaaan (aight)
ear-hustlin, make like a pampered suck-up game-a-saur (what?)
when it comes to this thang man i\'m conniseur (conniseur)
i read through the punk registry in the robb report (what?)
i come off like dat
grew up around slick talkers (ah)
a pa-a poppin con artists (what?)
go straight to the (??) and get a bad leather jacket
(??) (??) bankrupt!
[e-40]
boy you..
like you when i was younger
but i got my life together and i bettered myself as i got older
na-uh now i entertain (entertain) a sss-uh, a-smeb rover (a smeb rover)
street smarts with a degree and a diploma
chorus 2x
[e-40]
ah give it to me, uhh..
uhh..
uhh..
come on, uhh..
give it to me, uhh.. |
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