(e-40)

Hey ah, which way should i steer ah

The beat keeps knockin down my rear view mirror

Pervin like a mothafucka swervin

Hope i don't scrub in my '95 suburban

To go throughout the community squattin on gold tippy toes

Peep, breathin on indian cigarette-ganish bidi posin niggas tweak

Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision blurry

Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that nigga joe torre

(celly cel)

What do you know it's siggity cel

That funky niggero that funky nigga doe

Kickin in doors you beta grab ya hoe

I see ya cruisin in the late night

Creepin wit my nigga b-legit and 40 water, ah shit

(40)

We're here-we're there-we're everywhere

Highly intox-icated but we don't care

(b-legit)

I'm from the h.i.l.l. the place where my niggas bell

A mack muthafuckin 12 will send your ass straight to hell

(40)

A tick a tock, the shit da spot

They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a chop

(b)

I watch them muthafuckas run

I do this shit for fun

You niggas know you can't get none

(40)

Biatch



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I'm from the v.a.l.l.e.j.o

H.i.l.l side doe

Spittin straight game is all a nigga know and ahh

And they be like... (there they go,off to the liquor store)

(b)

I tell a bitch what the fuck you mean where i've been

And so what i smells like pussy and gin

I had money to make

Bitches to break and if the shit was out of line i had lives to take

I told you from the gate that i'm a mobster

Sippin dp eatin lobster

Don't get it confused you won't get abused

As long as you makin' me them revenues

(cel)

That miggity mack, that diggity dang and that niggity nut

Jump in the back of my cut with a tramp slut and hit the gut

Ain't got no love for 'em all i love to do is dick 'em

Pass 'em to the extra mannish nigga 40 water

(40)

If i was popeye with a ?

You could kiss my big black royal

I'm not funkin' over oliveoil

Last night i had a superbad in my room

She sucked me till my dick shriveled up like a prun

(cel)

Well pass the hussy to the left hand side

So i can bend her over hit it from the back and let her ride

You know it's sick wid it

Hog gotta put the shake down

Shot her to the left nigga hit me with the break down



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(40)

Beefeater, tanqueray, safire, bombay

? the punch bowl full of hurricane

That'll last a nigga dang near all day

Smokin' herb we gets perved cop a squat

Let's hang out at the old cola spot

(b)

Nigga i'm a louie smokes damn near q

So can i get a twomp on my pager here

You been blowin' me up

I know you know the code

31 double 07 dash 9 eleven

(40)

High steppin'

Ya blankin off the blanks

Cuz i'm a rock starhate goin dove rock

Nigga let me use your fuckin car

All the way to sunday,monday,tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday

Threw up money tore up ass botch you call the po po on me

Told 'em i was sideways doin about a buck 50 in salonto county

Sheriffs pull my ass over, and book me caught me with a gun

And a bunch of alezah bottles and they was askin me where i'm from

And i said bitch



Chorus