This is the operator, I have a collect call Hey yo' potnah main Who is an in a California State prison To charges, hang up now To charges, press five now
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Remember that Fat Bank Take Skinny Bank? Well now we play Skinny Bank Fat Bank That's because it ain't no work bein' offered They act like they ain't even 'bout us main
I promise I the po-po threw my homey in the slammer Did him bad, wish I had my candid camera, me mad Vanilla be swarmin' like bees surveillance binoculars hidden in Reliable sources keys, oh please
One for the life and two for death, three damn no chances left Let me tell ya lil' me E-40 and the C L I C We used to have to use sheets for curtains, socks for towels I was as hell when my cousin gave me his hand-me-downs
This ain't no happy Shirley Temple talleistic This here is serious more Realistic than Shack Observe as I a nerve, reach out and touch my kind Open up your photo man and I bet you find Folks that passed away, potnahs that blasted away I miss you steal some liquor main, who got some
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wanna shoot 'em up bang bang Way I was we had to knuckle up and throw them thangs We got 'em up and you I had to check 'em swell 'Cuz if I ran home and didn't fight back my mom'd that tail
Just received word from my upstate They said, "They tryin' ta, they tryin' ta away our weights And no more beef and pork just books and fish fork" And laps around the yard with my Walkman this
Now I'm ta get married, is it clever? Thought it was, till I got the Dear letter Been for ten bucks and got a eight year stay And I just out she had her baby yesterday
Ain't been to see me yet but I ain't gonna worry Man ya out there ballin' main can you drop a twenty upinmy My family thinks that I'm a thug When you see my momma man her a hug for me and tell her
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Huh, thinkin' back, you gotta watch your and play it well myself when I was out there tryin' ta get in that mail We used to kick it at the the whole Vallejo Watchin' the pervin' contestses E-40 and Del
That's what we did up under the fools posted up game conversatin' gettin' toast up Leanin' against my convertible tops and boosted cleaners Them Click boys mobbin' in cuts, actin' meanest
The good times, they gone, in the can is my new phone Guess in order to do some right I had to do wrong Picked up a package yesterday and I was It was a box and full of goodies my pappy
Tripped me out ain't seen or heard Poppa Duke in years Sent me a picture and some fetti dang sheadin' tears See first you then you live then you die One day I'll get another try, 1-luv
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