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