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dick
Top sloppy, bobbin' on it, followed by swallowin' kids
Body Aquafina, gato majado, tsunami hit
I can tell the way ya pop it girl, you a popular

Why worry what's on earth there's even clutter in space
This big bang was born from a shelter in place
I put in my two weeks, ticket to notoriety
Boss

pipes and I pipe them hoes
Bang him in the face, watch a big man fold
Really on work? Dem man are on phones

And you know say man ah stay ghost
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Ain't Hard to Find [DVD]

B-Legit

All Eyez on Me [DualDisc]

1996

this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my

Ain't Hard 2 Find

B-Legit

All Eyez on Me

1996

this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my

no
(Look)
I drop new fire like a Big Bang (Bang)
But know I believe this was God’s plan
Got bags of the sand in my left hand (Left)
I wrap it up good

gotta watch what I speak cause I'm a cat with a plan
Digging out of this trench getting back on the ground
Stop sittin on the fence start actin right now

it
If you spot a brother larger then the next man stole it
Oochie coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang bang
Beggin a pardon as I knock a new skinz

the mediocre, do it right or do it over

You in the kitchen whipping up the bass
Serving up the J's with the blank face
Stacking up the dollars watch it elevate

til it's all finished
Layin' women in Lenin and fallin' all in it – guarantee they all wit it – uh
Comin' from the land of the gang-bang
Where they

til it’s all finished
Layin’ women in Lenin and fallin’ all in it
Guarantee they all wit it – uh
Comin’ from the land of the gang-bang
Where they slang

you know I'm fucking that 
Bitch I'm on point big blade fuck a thumb tac 
Yea you with that battle rap 
I suicide write a verse than call the reaper up

you know I'm fucking that 
Bitch I'm on point big blade fuck a thumb tac 
Yea you with that battle rap 
I suicide write a verse than call the reaper up

that would call me, God (Pray for the suckas)
Run a whole list for the ones that tried (Aye)
My gang, no shame, but you shoulda hit right (Shoulda hit)

the upper hand
They could catch me red handed too
Beast mode with the totem pole
Big bull leave them spiritual
Ain't no way that there's any hope
Nigga really

They all feel the same
They all feel the same
Struggling everyday, taking drugs, yeah, they're hard, the way they pain
I just wanna feel okay

Being

Heard your mixtape
Man that shit was pathetic (Fuck outta here)
I break your jaw like I’m
Paul right from Tekken
I had a dream I could buy my way

Add some olive oil into the pan
Add bell peppers into the pan
Add some onions into the pan, let this cook
Evil empire laughing all the way to the ba-

my ass and then go get it
Any room I step my left foot in
Damn right the realest in it
If you pop off that's a bad idea
But you'll see that yourself

too

Goin' through the E-Way, slidin' the left and I might bust the right
Bangin' outta sight, I got my brothers, so we squeeze the pipe
Never care

Sound Is Vibration

Atmosphere

Overcast!

1998

The sound wire when it's live and the vibes feelin' right
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
With lines, makin' sure your rhyme

Brownie Points

E-40

Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint of a Self-Made Millionaire

1999

eyes is crooked dice

(goin' all up, out your way just to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his rights
So called best

right
Tell her take a pill to get her mind right
All she ever wanna do is drive bys
Tattoos, all I ever wanna get is tattoos
All over my body lemme ask

say go ad infinitum

So space is impossible, right
Wow, is that cool
I don't know
Maybe what do I think

Maybe time is the same way for an hour to go by