It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for some I just me a girl Every motherfucker with weed start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies, G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain
Came in the game with a few dollars, I the game with a few mill' That's the way I woulda retired from this rap fo' real Get a distribution deal, brush up some of this dirty Live up on the hill, E-40 Fonzariggadale end of my history
Showin' some love to all of my thugs, all of my folks Liftin' waterbacks and drinkin' mud, the yard with they elbow up grains crushed up, big A and little A My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya you touch down
Man I'm doin' alright, I missed your the other day But I got yo' kite, you know my and such done, got back on the pipe They her down the other night for tryin' to steal a bike Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I wait 'til y'all get home
Man so many funny style ass negroes on this earth The real gone, hoe shit, lead to mo' shit is cheap, man, ain't no mo' money left out here Man I'm one of the of the Mohicans
the end of the world Everybody's for some satisfaction I just want me a Every motherfucker with some weed start
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, nothin' It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
Uhh, I ain't to be landin' in a [Incomprehensible] For it's worth, I'ma get off first Better him than me though, I done got on fools befo' Come with the package, 'specially when you're out there blow
I wear these glasses to look like a nerd, square off Urkel Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta slow it like turtles Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' obstacles and There's somethin' my circle
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many Just and Aries, like right now, I'm in the local booth, whassup slugger? Hey, Pimp Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa
You got some Nope, I smoked it to the fingernails The fingernails? Yeah, o, the fingernails Man, I'm so high right now that I can barely spell Barely spell? On the real pimpin', I can't Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, mayn I'm as hell
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with weed start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
It's about a after nine, I know, I opened up A verse with that line before, but say it one mo' time I I drunk too much wine Anybody got a Motrin? I feel my head's explodin'
Wakin' up in the mornin', and fartin' and yawnin' Smokin' a joint to the and Talkin' on my burnt out phone and to my breakin' broad that knowin' To my mistress broad be hoein', my broad, that's hoein'
In lieu of my pregnant broad showin', glarin' and glowin' Ready to drop the load explode, sittin' on the porch, a torch on a clove, in and out of church, back and forth Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on that turf, that Nerf
That soft, white, rocky road, dolla for danglin' gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The in the game that rainin', off there drinkin' and thinkin' and sparkin' and flamin', barely maintainin' Hopin' and wishin' and dreamin', the Lord'll let me into his
the end of the world Everybody's for some satisfaction I just want me a Every motherfucker some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for some I just want me a Every motherfucker some weed start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies G's, ain't nothin' It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep