It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I just want me a Every motherfucker with some weed passin'
the end of the game All my homies, chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It hard to explain
Came in the game a few dollars, I left 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 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 drinkin' mud, walkin' the with they elbow up Poppy grains up, big A and little A My cousin Freddy Smith and Mack North, see ya when you touch
Man I'm doin' alright, I missed your call the day But I got yo' kite, you know my and such done, got back on the pipe They took her the other night for tryin' 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 earth The real gone, hoe shit, lead to mo' shit Gats is cheap, man, ain't no mo' money left out Man I'm one of the of the Mohicans
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with some weed passin'
It's the end of the All my fuckin' chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It ain't hard to My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
Uhh, I ain't to be landin' in a [Incomprehensible] For whatever worth, I'ma get off first Better him than me though, I done got down on fools Come the package, 'specially 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 it down like turtles Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' obstacles and There's somethin' my circle
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many Just and Aries, like Like right now, I'm in the booth, whassup slugger? Hey, Pimp Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa
You got tweak? Nope, I smoked it to the fingernails The fingernails? Yeah, 'cuz o, the Man, I'm so high right now that I can barely even Barely On the real pimpin', I can't tell Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, mayn I'm as hell
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I just want me a Every motherfucker with some start passin'
the end of the game All my fuckin' homies G's, ain't nothin' It ain't hard to My gunspray'll pop this off the world, keep
It's about a quarter after nine, I know, I up A verse with that line before, but say it one mo' time I think I drunk too wine Anybody got a Motrin? I feel like my head's
up in the mornin', squeezin' 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 that's showin', glarin' and Ready to drop the load explode, 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, sellin' Nerf
soft, white, rocky road, dolla danglin' for danglin' gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The park in the game rainin', off there drinkin' and thinkin' Chokin' and sparkin' and flamin', barely 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 motherfucker with some 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, stackin
It's the end of the lookin' for some satisfaction I just want me a Every with some weed start passin'
It's the end of the All my homies chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It ain't to explain My gunspray'll pop this off the world, stackin