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Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 'long E-40, ya hear?
All crew, pick up yourself 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
no man, bar none, be a hog like a wild bull
Playas keep score
Let 'em that this is grown man shit ya fucking with
Autoloaders, hunting rifles ya with

gon' mind somebody shit ya fucking with
We a fuck about who ya with and whatever horse ya rolled in on
Ya finna take me outta my zone
Cause I'ma stay getting my money on and be 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 the lives, they kidneys and gall bladder
We in the of it man, me and my runners and gunners
We come dumping with those autoloader turkey hunters
lose sleep, never worry, never weep

You could spend that time praying that the preacher be speaking
Them suckas like to cheat, watch the beef say cool
Them double back pull out them hammers and
And beddybye your them Harrington riches and varmen screws
For bragging rights, just to say he the news

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

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

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

When ya spider tell you that something is up
I suggest you go with ya gut, don't ignore your first mind
Always pay to your warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look ya shoulder
Always be alert of the

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

Still money, still on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just Pea-Cokes
I in a drought, I sit on all my dope
And wait for the value to sky
Make them pay top dollars so when they comin' cop it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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