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1: I wanna thank you, and players 2: for sharing your game me 3: I thank all. of the hustlers 4: for showing me your life, on the 5: And I know. I never 6: you 7: Oooo-oooo-ooooh, forget you 8:
[E-40 Chorus] 3: All the 4: C'mon, that's 5: And I KNOW . I never. 6: you 7: Sprinkle me 8: Uhh, sprinkle me
Ahh. up by the best, check it out. Uhh, marinatin on the corner a chip in his phone You can that the Hillside was his home Mo' scrill than the of the pushers cause he got a chop suey in the Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylors Boilermakers M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde Around the clock, deuce-four-seven, (?) where I come (?) DEAD RIGHT, over shit Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy til the homey his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer Thangs started gettin sloppy, started rollin over Niggaz started steppin on and stretchin the crack synthetic yola Turf got hot heads got shot on dead body soil Po'-po's on that ass like hot oil Play cards right son everybody can have cash but you get in and out if you expect 'em to last
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[E-40 over 1: Uhh. pimps and 2: For your game with me 3: All the 4: fo' showin me yo' life on the 5: And I KNOW . I never. 6: you, that's real 7: Sprinkle me 8: me mayne *: me mayne.
I was at a young age Laced down Trump tight, taught by the best Some of them still livin, of them done been put to rest but I was blessed, and I made it out but I must confess, I made it without the big timers, the top-hats, the The street hustlers, the pistol packin Boone's that put it and paved the way, for me to say the things I say, and I'm proud to be straight the Yay To U.K.(?) I spits this big time talkin all day Nationwide, from where I stay to where you B the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased Stick to the rules and be sellin out to no police I always attention when the game was preached Had all the street slang and the speech And now I'm makin mail than a oil well Up all night tryin to get my money right
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[E-40 over 1: Uh, uh. and players (pimps and players) 2: For your GAME with me 3: All the 4: C'mon (c'mon) fo' showin me yo' life on the 5: And I KNOW . I never. 6: forget you, that's so damn 7: me mayne 8: Sprinkle me *: Suga, me gal *: Suga. uh, sprinkle me gal
T] It started from my momma (yo' MOMMA?) headed and all She said, "Only the survive, Suga STAY STRONG" Seein a bunch of fools, that to ride smob, jobbin knew they was raw without a pot to in Used to drive through the in them candy paint Benzes I've run all this that the hustlers pop Spittin enough game to keep a on the jock Now the game's the same, but the players Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it real timer (timer timer) Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga - thee Paper steady flowin to the dome It ain't no place like home, oooh Pay my respects and give my to all the on the streets and in the institutions
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[E-40 over Chorus] {Suga T Chorus} 1: Insti-TUTIONS {I wanna you, pimps and players} that's right 2: FO' ShaRIn yo' wiTh ME 3: Uhh {yeahhh. ooh ooh all the hustlers 4: so damn real 5: And I . that'll I never. 6: {forget you} you 7: Lace me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and real} 8: C'mon, sprinkle me mayne that's right *: Lace me mayne. {sprinkle
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[E-40 Chorus] That right? Forty-water, from the my sista Suga T Lettin y'all how we do it up in the Yay 4-1-5 1-0 That's the car(?) I roll And it for all the hustlers nationwide players, for tyin my shoes and lacin me up