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