It's the end of the Everybody's for some satisfaction I just want me a Every motherfucker with some start passin'
It's the end of the All my homies, chasin' G's, ain't nothin' It ain't hard to
Came in the game with a few dollars, I left the with a few mill' That's the way I woulda retired from this rap game fo' Get a distribution deal, up some 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 crushed up, big A and 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 my cousin and such done, got back on the pipe They took her down the night for tryin' to steal a bike Anyway, we walkin' on, man, I wait 'til y'all get home
Man there's so many funny style ass negroes on this The real ones gone, hoe shit, to mo' shit Gats is cheap, man, ain't no mo' left out here Man I'm one of the of the Mohicans
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for some I just me a girl Every motherfucker with some weed start
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
Uhh, I tryin' to be landin' in a [Incomprehensible] For whatever it's worth, I'ma get off Better him me though, I done got down on fools befo' Come with the package, 'specially when out there pitchin' blow
I wear glasses to look like a nerd, square off like Urkel Movin' too fast like turbo, gotta slow it down like Scrillionaire, millionaire, overcomin' and hurdles somethin' 'bout my circle
Surrounded by Saggitarius, not too many Just Scorpios and Aries, Like now, I'm in the local booth, whassup slugger? Hey, Pimp Juice, ya alright? Oh fo' sho', Fa
You got some tweak? Nope, I smoked it to the The Yeah, 'cuz o, the fingernails Man, I'm so high right now that I can barely spell Barely On the real pimpin', I can't tell Pimpin', you lyin I, yeah, I'm drunk as hell
the end of the world Everybody's lookin' for satisfaction I want me a girl Every motherfucker with 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
It's a quarter after nine, I know, I opened up A verse with line before, but I'ma say it one mo' time I I drunk too much wine Anybody got a I feel like my head's explodin'
Wakin' up in the mornin', squeezin' and and yawnin' Smokin' a to the dome and Talkin' on my out phone and to my breakin' broad that ain't knowin' To my broad be hoein', my mistress broad, that's hoein'
In lieu of my pregnant broad that's showin', glarin' and Ready to drop the load explode, sittin' on the porch, lightin' a on a clove, in and out of church, back and forth Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on that turf, sellin' that
That soft, white, rocky road, dolla for danglin' gangland Manglin', set you up and bangin', The park in the game that rainin', off drinkin' and thinkin' 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 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 hard to explain My gunspray'll pop off the world, keep stackin
It's the end of the Everybody's lookin' for some I want me a girl Every with some weed start 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 this off the world, stackin