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[E 40] Youse a fool. You sound like you fin to earl 
They can have all the armor but that calm doesn't harm 

Chorus One: E 40 

Double cross the game  and get yo' head to' off 
Disrespect the game  ya get yo' head to' off 
Your faulty bitches main? A getcha head to' off 
Fuck with my riches main? And getcha head to' off  beittch! 

[B Legit] 
I'm erog enous  most dog in this 
Dark brown like a clot, but now I'm saucy 
Hoes toss me they number like an alley-oop 
But I slam it in the trash, if she ain't got, ass and loot 
Shoot, it's all mine in the nine sizzle 
Pistol still fizeal fine, direct hits make em retire 
I ain't no liar, I put it on my flow 
Niggaz fuck around, they get they head to' off 

[E-40] 
What's up? They disrespect us 
Them fools ain't tryin to fight no wars 
You talkin about bang bang 
That's the way this shit gonna go 
Just let your balls hang 
Don't think about just do it 
Cause when you think about it 
Before you know it, you blew it 
I ain't got shit to lose 
No mercy nigga, no sarges 
Get your rowdy boys 
Do it today not tomorrow 
Check your inventory 
Make sure you got enough ammo 
It's self-explanitory 
Don't let em blow out the candle, biotch! 

Chorus 

Chorus Two: E-40 

Think about it 'fore you pop that shit 
Cause if they find you witcha crew, they pack split 
Don't blame it on me (4X) 
(repeat all 2X) 

[E-40] 
You came up sixteen 
Interest is fast 
She'll still serve everybody 
for the cash 
She likes to party 
with her ass-lick pussy-lick 
dick 
Lick ass 

[B-Legit] 
And we some grown men, we turn trill hoe out 
And all we ever did was stuck dick in her mouth 
We fuck wines to the millionaires 
Ball players that play, you better keep your bitch out the Bay 

[E-40] 
The less fortunate 
The sluts, the drug abusers 
Oldest profession known to mankind 
is prostitution 
When I make a zillion I resign 
just like clockwork 
But you know me I'm always a day or two late 
and a dollar short 

[B-Legit] 
I trick a bitch that love Legit and do whatever I tell her to 
From credit card scams to givin head to you 
So if you breathe, know what I mean, prepare that ass 
for the guillotine boss, get that ass to' off 

Chorus One 
Chorus Two 

[B-Legit] 
I got dreams of a mansion with the glass block 
About a million point five in the stash box 
I let the beat knock, I let the ass drop 
And if a nigga run up, he get ch-uh-chopped 

[E-40] 
Case number two forty six, she been in an unhappy dwellin 
Neighbors steady complainin, bout the dope sellin 
But they ain't never been evicted, or convicted 
They ain't never been subpeonaed to court, or arrested 

[B-Legit] 
I tried to tell em like I once told fools what's up 
Fonzarelli and the Savage get they cash and loss 
I'm from the coast, where we don't play that kid shit 
And niggaz get they motherfuckin wig split 

[E-40] 
Ahhhhh I spits nothin less than hi-tech Lugz 
We can buck on each other or we can put on the gloves 
Don't make me mad let me know, if you want more spot 
I can do this playa, get the driveshaft all off, biotch! 

Chorus One 
Chorus Two (to fade) 
   

 

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