Lyrics:
a cabbage silly rabbits
get these chips even if it means lettin these motherfuckers have it!
Verse Six: E-40
Nigga got out of line, I had to ice him
Dre had the back and Eazy had the front
(I'm behind Ice Cube cause that's where the line started)
Bitch gettin' dogged by the doc and N.W.A.
Dogged
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
you just walk on by? 'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no, this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E from the C-P-T
On a robbin' spree,
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom
While she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists
I
box this pig meat
You said what you said
Now you crossed the line done the hype
I will verbally murder this guy
On road, man's never heard of this guy
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
[Chorus]
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
A nigga shoot at me,
'cause I be 'round La Brea
They know we get live
My cousin got robbed right by my dog
But, I picked my homeboy side
How do I seem in front of my people
[Intro: features sample of an ice cream truck]
You want 'em? I got 'em.. drippin like water [8X]
[E-40]
Uh! (the candy man!) E-40!
[Snoop Dogg]
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
Popo, you're crazy for this one
Don't play no D-Wade, but I keep that heat
Don't need no fakes surrounding me
So all that hate, just keep it pushing
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
all your inspections
I'm on my way
Can't just simply get by
Chained to a system of lies
Lambs to a slaughter
In front of our eyes
Getting dry hits
And petty frustration
The parents and older folks here
Will know all
Too well what I’m talking about
By way of example
Let’s say it’s an average adult day
ain't changeable
I rearrange your whole click and make em tameable
Cause I'm a soldier, that's why they put me on the front line
Mr. magic, the most
got the front door locked, (woo) uh, you ain't comin' in, hey
Bag after bag, on the week (yeah)
Bag after bag, I can't sleep (bag after bag)
Yeah,
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by
We elect few that walk on by
The race is won, we are sure of it
We are deceptive in our size
We are weighed, never counted
When the end-line, I meet
I
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