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[Intro: Rappin' 4-Tay] + (E-40)
Uh, (you tell me)

[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40]
[Rappin' 4-Tay]
Holler at a player though
40 Water, what's
Young Buck:
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
D-Tay: 
Betta' Watch Yo Step
Young Buck:
Puttin' Prices On My Head
D-Tay:
'cause I Cock My Shit,
[Young Buck:]
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
'cause I Cock My
heard
Rappin 4-Tay I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin off them suckas poppin off at the lip
I pop the top off the drank and we can roll some dank bro
[Featuring E 40 Rappin 4 Tay Spice 1] 
Weeble lations!! 
(*E 40*) 
Weeble lations testin testin. 
Testin testin 
hey turn my mic up this a bitch
and you're a rock singer"
So the transition from rappin to DJ wasn't smooth
But I still pursued cause I had somethin to prove
July 4th and Labor Day in
time, so make up your mind
Don't fight the feeling, it's time to unwind
You was talking 'bout you gunna give my some
But I'm Rappin 4 Tay it don't make
[Featuring E 40 Rappin 4 Tay Spice 1] 
Weeble lations!! 
(*E 40*) 
Weeble lations testin testin. 
Testin testin 
hey turn my mic up this a bitch
gonna give my some
But I'm Rappin' 4 Tay it don't make me numb

Yeah man, the little hoes got ill
So now it's time to get way to real
I know they
me feel so good 'cause you're so bad

Hey little darlin'
Your love is legendary
Love's four letters
Ain't in my dictionary
'Scuse my position
But it
you never heard
Rappin' 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin' off them suckas poppin' off at the lip

I pop the top off the drank and we can roll
you never heard
Rappin' 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin' off them suckas poppin' off at the lip

I pop the top off the drank and we can roll
(Rappin 4')
Bitch

4-Tay, Short Dog, and Breed like dis check me out 
Member that runnin' back
Sayin' breedas hatin' you
Takin' you to anotha level
see-Bo, Battlecat, and Crooked I
Yukmouth, Sean T, Kokane, and Big Wy
San Quan, Second II None, and Soopafly
King T, Rappin 4-Tay, and All From The I
Dru
you never heard
Rappin' 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin' off them suckas poppin' off at the lip

I pop the top off the drank and we can roll
straight laid where there's a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut
Its the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, Nigga

4-Tay, Short Dog,
Sacramento loc  all the way to Fresno nigga 
It's Ager Man  Lunasicc  an Killa Tay 
Top dolla bitch. We get paid hoe 

Uh  prepare to bow down
un-hate-able
I do it for the love of it, thats why they dub my shit
I can just imaging what tha first went through and shit
I just call it as I see things by
(Rappin 4')
Bitch

4-Tay, Short Dog, and Breed like dis check me out 
Member that runnin' back
Sayin' breedas hatin' you
Takin' you to anotha level
and sweet
When she wet, ain't no controllin' the heat
For baguettes she give love to ill thugs
Age of 15 she learned to pump drugs
Then she got pregnant,
8ball 4-tay speese-weeze spice-weeze ya smell me?
It's e-feeze muthafuckas ain't understandin' the signs of this
I cuss a mutha fucka out
 
Niggas
then run,
Tay don't wanna chase ya,
Bullets wait ta, replace ya,
Hit em with the shells of the 45,
Make em all duck, with the four-five buck,
Put em all
the b and to the o and the s and to the s
And the I and to the l and the l and to the I
And the n and to the I, born to die
Four tay we ain't playin',
you never heard
Rappin' 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip
Never trippin' off them suckas poppin' off at the lip

I pop the top off the drank and we can roll
unlock, it's war til we fall
(Repeat)

(Killa Tay)
Twistin tongues, get em sprung, like the crack rock
I gets love from the gardens to the Mac block
I ride