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Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo side E-40, ya hear?
All crew, up yourself thou respect who say, every thing's cool
Fa sho, fa sho

It's either gonna be him or me and I ain't finsta be or
Fear no man, bar none, be a hog like a wild
don't keep score
Let 'em know that this is grown man shit ya fucking
Autoloaders, hunting ya fucking with

Somebody gon' mind shit ya fucking with
We give a fuck who ya with and whatever horse ya rolled in on
Ya finna take me outta my zone
Cause I'ma stay getting my on and be about me and mine
Watch out for salty ass niggas during daylight savings

that's around the time of the year when the splitter splatter
Folks be losing the lives, they kidneys and gall
We in the stink of it man, me and my and gunners
We come through dumping those autoloader turkey hunters
lose sleep, never worry, never weep

You spend that time praying that what the preacher be speaking
Them suckas to cheat, watch the beef say it's cool
Them double pull out them hammers and tools
And beddybye your them Harrington riches and varmen rifles
For bragging rights, just to say he the news

Well is no one going? No flowing
With real king news now we all stop
Money in my pocket, try take it
He run up and want but if ya want them come get

Cause when the morning come yes we news
come yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya shoes
Cause if ya fuck us yo ya bound to lose

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If you mess with the bull your get the horns
When the clouds is dark that means it's finna
If ya car is and the music is loud
That means ya off alarms in the crowd

When ya spider senses tell you that is up
Then I suggest you go with ya gut, don't ignore your mind
Always pay attention to warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look over ya
Always be of the rollers

ya perking and ya sliding sipping Saint Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper rubbing Donny or Clarence Carter
A lot smarter than the Joe
Straight out the they call me E-40
hungry, still rapping like I'm still 'spose

Still money, still on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just like
I survive in a drought, I sit on all my
And for the value to sky rocket
Make them client pay top dollars so when comin' cop it

Well is no one going? No flowing
With real news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, try take it
He run up and want but if ya want them come get

when the morning come yes we breaking news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya shoes
Cause if ya fuck with us yo ya to lose

Breakin' news, just in
Have heart, have money, when, 'cause ya never know when
Ya gotta to the death, you can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before late
I'm at hundred and twenty now but I used to weigh three fifty eight

My doctor me lose weight, my doctor said
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' turn all this fat you got into muscle"
But fools think that I'm smoking, no they ain't loc
You got high pressure
The cause of death among black folk

Er' yo ass was just a 'lil kid
The slave masters give him all the left over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I
Now let's get back to heads
Know to act a fool and who to act a fool with

Know who to be with and who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you grew up and went to with
A be the same dude that you and try to get you hit
Cause misery company and company loves misery
And money jealousy and envy

is no one going? No step flowing
With real king now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try it
He run up and don't want but if ya them come get

Cause the morning come yes we breaking news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya shoes
Cause if ya fuck us yo ya bound to lose
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