It's the end of the lookin' for some satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with weed start passin'
the end of the game All my homies, chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain
in the game with a few dollars, I left the game with a few mill' That's the way I woulda from this rap game fo' real Get a distribution deal, brush up of this dirty scrill 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, walkin' the with they elbow up Poppy grains up, big A and little A My Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya when you touch down
Man I'm doin' alright, I missed call the other day But I got yo' kite, you know my Such and done, got back on the pipe They took her down the other night for to steal a bike Anyway, we on, man, I can't wait 'til y'all get home
Man there's so many funny style ass negroes on this The ones 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 lookin' for some I just want me a Every motherfucker with some weed start
It's the end of the All my fuckin' homies chasin' G's, ain't It ain't hard to My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
Uhh, I ain't tryin' to be landin' in a For whatever it's worth, I'ma get off Better him than me though, I got down on fools befo' Come with the package, 'specially when you're out pitchin' blow
I wear these to look like a nerd, square off like Urkel Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta slow it like turtles Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' and hurdles There's 'bout my circle
by Saggitarius, not too many Virgos 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 some tweak? Nope, I it to the fingernails The fingernails? Yeah, o, the fingernails Man, I'm so high right now that I can even spell Barely spell? On the real pimpin', I tell Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, mayn I'm drunk as
It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for some I just me a girl motherfucker 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 pop this off the world, keep stackin
It's about a quarter nine, I know, I opened up A verse with that before, but I'ma say it one mo' time I think I too much wine Anybody got a I feel like 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 ain't knowin' To my mistress be hoein', my mistress broad, that's hoein'
In lieu of my pregnant broad showin', glarin' and glowin' to drop the load explode, sittin' on the porch, lightin' a torch Puffin' on a clove, in and out of church, back and Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on that turf, that Nerf
That soft, white, rocky road, dolla danglin' for gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The park in the game rainin', off there drinkin' and thinkin' Chokin' and sparkin' and flamin', maintainin' Hopin' and wishin' and dreamin', the Lord'll let me his kingdom
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for some I just me a girl Every with some weed start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I just want me a motherfucker 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