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Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
Fat Joe, get breaded
Ooh, E-40, get breaded, get breaded
Sauce Money, get breaded
favorite rappers come and go
I done seen a lot of blow, a lot of snow
I done seen my homie grandma get beat by the po-po

In the hill side of Vallejo,
Water, what's wrong with the game?

[Verse 4: E-40]
I'm ten years hung in this shit, if I was up to heart
My nigga got dick, her is his, by selling
ought to not (ought to what?)
Even attempt to run up you'll get taught (that's right)

[B-Legit & E-40]
By some chitterling eating hog maw
Niggas
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh

I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know
The best way to get to you is by this music thing 
And you might believe 

Akon (Akon) 
See'mon (c'mon)
Yo Dee let's break out we late man, hurry up
Alright man let's go to Poppa Ken's, get some 40-dogs man
Aiyyo man pull over! 
What for? 
I gotta
mean he went Hollywood 

Dog I practice my craft 

So each year I get better 

To stay ghetto and clever 

But be richer than ever 



(E-40
mean he went Hollywood 

Dog I practice my craft 

So each year I get better 

To stay ghetto and clever 

But be richer than ever 



(E-40
(E-40)
Yeah E-40 and the muthafuckin see-l-I-see-k in this muthafucka, you know
I got my cousin Kaveo on the muthafuckin side of me
We fin to spit
[E-40] What's goin on momma? I don't know why you trippin
[Bosko] I don't know why you act this way, this way
[E-40] You already knew what it was
gone see this
If it's under your tongue
Get out my face you fucking eclipse, you`re blocking my sun
(Car tires skeeting)

[E-40]
Bitch what
E-40]
It be her friends nigga that's who
It be your bitch friends nigga they be..
Nigga they be all up in your mix nigga
I don't even, ay nigga
[E-40]
Trying to make it
It's been a long road
Sic-Wid-It Records

[Master P & E-40]
Oh! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that? (I feel it playboy, I
ass, the record gets scrapped
Oh, the record gets scrapped, the record gets scrapped

[Chorus]
[Outro: E-40]
And there you have it
E-40
get that hot
Then start to Sir Mix-A-Lot

[E-40] White girl (x4)

(?White girl" continues to repeat x12 in background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I
[Turf Talk + (E-40)]
Damn nigga, ay where Mikey at mayne?
Ay, ay Droop-E, Droop-E! You old enough to drink nigga?
Whassup cousin? (Whassup tycoon,
(E-40)
Yeah E-40 and the muthafuckin see-l-I-see-k in this muthafucka, you know
I got my cousin Kaveo on the muthafuckin side of me
We fin to spit
*burrrp, burp*
Yeah, focus pocus, skiggedy-skat
It ain`t nuttin' but me
That nigga E-40
Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this
This
clothes ain't know what to call mine
No logos or no tags in it
No polos 'til I started bag-gin' it
Way before my first key
My nigga E showed me
How
Killer and the Method Man

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN

Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you
*sung by Otis & Shug*
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
 Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
 Said I`m gonna get so
Killer and the Method Man 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

Hey, you, get off my cloud 
You don't know
Killer and the Method Man 

M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN 

Hey, you, get off my cloud 
You don't know
[E-40]
Sticky icky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County grass
With dis sleazy from Union