Lyrics:
a man like D-E-E, come on
Come on do you really think I give
Two shit's if you're greazy?
I don't think so
You man ain't seen greazy yet
When my mandem
forties with my homies broke
Bitches laughing at me like a joke
They call me S U S P E K T S T Y L E why
Cuz I don't give a fuck and you can see it in my
frames got the same gold G
Duke can you frame O-3, cause if you see me on ya corner wit a 40
It ain't gonna be named Olde E
I might be in Chuck T's,
copped on those calicos
Keep shittin, with ziplocks of that cali dro'
Keep hittin, and shift blocks for that cali dough
Keep gettin, my tip rocked by
don't break a sweat baby, even if it's sunny
Ladies they love me, I'm Fresh like Doug E.
I hated being broke so I made money my buddy (haha)
I promise I
veg-e-table when I hit you
Doin like I should do, bringin Noyz to my acquittal
[Steele]
Wit no discrepency, I rip MC wit no referee
Devil tested me,
be off into the wind
Back up off me bitch
Just the other day my cronies shot me a kite
E-40 baby boy
You becoming hella tight
Clayback, Vacaville
the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
Knocc Out]
Well its the nickidy Knocc ready to pop like a glock
With my brother D-are-E and we back on the block
As these funky cluck hoes fuck all
in her dome
She turned on doin' E she say that, that's her favorite song
She said she planned on doin' me the whole time alone
Probably hit on of her
migos locked up
Doin' what I want, Like mother fuck my health
Fuckin' hand out, I do the work up by myself
Ayy
Ayy
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the pussy like a janky friend who broke somethin', fuck it up and leave it
She wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in ink
She like forty-two, I'm just like you
el juego
dos dolares una caja e' huevo'
tomando 40's burnin that ses weed
yes indeed went to war in the 80s.
Shortys back to back ill reemolacks
then
Doin dumb shit after school
Then I met a lil shordie
And she played me like a fool
Shit turned my heart cold
I ain't ever trust a soul
After seein people
Sage mode Wayne[00:05.27]Phenom on the beat[00:07.66]Bout to rip this shit in half son[00:13.98]All we been doin is flipping the drugs[00:15.76]I
of my buttas
Flippin on yall like I grew up on shutter
Look in ya eye when I'm makin you suffer
Only one me & it won't be another
30s 40s
Pullin for
peepin' these niggas creepin' and sneakin' in the dark
A wood won't be the only thing in the box that got sparked
E40 interrogation, go keep your tongue in
me
I've been the shit since F.E.B., the second one to blow the gleece
If he big, make him small, we been slidin', playin' ball
I just talked to Love
like fool, who put you upon, huh?
E-40, Mac Dre is who I grew up on
I been selling game got you if you need a coupon
You can check my resume, see
of bologna
I figured out I'm better off by myself
Doin things that I know are good for my health
Eating watermelon rinds and biding my time
Charging
Lavish shit
Niggas always hatin' on lil nigga Ima’ just, huh, Keep
Doin' my thang you know
It go in one ear and out the other one
Huh, But I tell
the flavor
Head or gut, steady layin in the cut, fool it's mine kid
For niggaz doin' a master race scarface bid
Maintain God and keep it all solid
From
find no one like you
So I stay lonely babe
Yeah yeah yeah
You know I stay lonely
And I keep it on me
And I’m with the homies
Posted with the 40
Bitch you
up
Like a damn fool
If u Chillin withcha homies
Doin pills
That is not cool
Posted on the block
Tottin Ks
U are not about it
Pop shove it
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