Don't cha' Yeah, another one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the line Fuckin' em' that therapy, don't cha' know? Fuckin' em' like that there beats, don't cha'
Yeah, another one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, yac, top of the line rhyme em' like that therapy Fuckin' em' like there beats, I'm just a hustler
I'm goin' federal, justice ain't no damn Fuckin' em' up like that, puttin' in work something So before you to step to me You better get up on my
I'm to the world as Mr. Flamboyant motherfuckers off crucial Sittin' em' down that ol' playa, gangsta shit
Tryin' to a strong grip V-Town, California where I was and raised since 1979 I a hustler on the go Pop pos wanna Me and my Keesh I needed
Rocks wasn't at the time So way we got out was cuttin' grass Leader not a follower, became a side baller Put together a called the C L I C K And I was the shot caller, I'm goin'
I'm a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha' know I'm a hustler, I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
Why don't get up on this mic And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, ya?
I'm on the last nickels, they made like four of Front row seats at the Takin' long, expensive I love hully gully
I ain't nothin' nice on them dice So before you gamble against a I advise you to twice Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot pig 96, 6 big television I bought for my kid
kind of comfortable 40 through with the real number blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble Full of petro, up the metro, I'm like federal Hoes wanna get sexual they see me on a pedestal
on my jock, like my big, ol' black tool is edible Tellin' you man heifers now days is incredible Dishin' them one scouts dark alleys, takin' other routes
Hoppin' over wire fences, ditches, puddles, crickets and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches, check it out Takin' and shapin' and a bunch of riches Yeah man, you can call me
Yeah man, these be ridin' around here In these ass cars and what not man these penitentiary chances And they even got they grin on Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr.
I got boys from my team with the up-most for me For real lunatics that's willin' to for me Way too much in my organization, I can't afford to take no loss MC's be them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss
It's all part of the rap game and the way it should be goin' E-40 tellin' em' like it is, shootin' the gift that I be Might as well go on and admit it, it's who you Not how good you are Everybody and their wanna rap fast but I'm the superstar
E-40 why don't you slow it up a lil' and go and speak on it Man I just be spittin' this shit to keep these suckers what about them ones that don't be recognizin' ya game Must be stuck on something either that or they're
style pop or rock, naw that ain't my forte I'm sellin' a bunch of units without any airplay Folks be wantin' to hear type of shit when they roll Man I'll never sell my you didn't know, I'm federal
Uh, E, you still em up like, E It's been like three years in motherfucker
Hell yeah, you know a hog like me had to put the in the pod Let these motherfuckers know what's goin' down in the rap You what I'm sayin', yeah I'm a money hungry motherfucker, you know I'm sayin' All my scratch, artillery, fire arms and gats and shit
You know like that, right But you know it's still some folks out That try to put bad out there for you and what not What cha' gotta say about that, to type of niggas
Oh, you know what I'm sayin', I got some good for them You know what I'm
I'll just get to spittin that ol' shit for ass Then I'll just come through some mo' shit like this here Ya want me to drop shit, check it out
You can't me man, I'm takin' money to the bank Didn't have to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' You can't stop me man, I'm money to the bank Didn't to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits, ha
40, I'm goin' Young Bucksy, goin' federal Suga-T, she's federal Now D-Shot, goin' federal
Little Booch, goin' federal Levitti, he's federal The Head Point, goin' federal Studio Time, he's goin'
Can't forget Legit, he's federal The damn click, is goin' federal Celly Cel, he's goin' Cavio, he's goin'
Def Daddy, goin' federal Rap Dogg, goin' federal Mr. Flamboyant, oh right me California livin', can't with me
motherfucker, that's what's really goin' on