Lyrics:
of a sudden
All of a sudden
No be today my people dey suffer
No be today
I say e don tey my people dey suffer
If na by hardwork
Poor man go get money
Poor man
Standing Ovations, Genkidama (yeah)
MoneyGram, E-Wallet, Goyard-Cardholder (ja)
Brazilian Butt Lift, zerstöre deine Darmflora (ja)
Imagepflege 40k, mit
(Anybody)
Don't act like you can't get touched, peeyimp
Yeah, my dude Bone Crusher
(That's right)
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz, David Banner
And E-40
a Kegger I was coolin' with Webster,
Puffin' mella underneath an umbrella,
Surrounded by some imports and people drinking Stella
But what was in my hand did
on that err, I'm on that E
Fast pace, my motion
Call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
Play wit' the potion
Forty-one on me, my wrist lookin' freeze
I remember cross the tracks
When Capt. Ricks and Kenny Wayne had a gang of that crack
Man I remember all that when E-Forty was jamming
Everybody
like dingo
Call the bitches to come and mingle (mommy)
Pack a forty-fifth and some hard white singles, yeah
Forty dollars, a head buster, bell ringer
A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard
Bullshit - 'cause it's all they worth...
No question, it's all about the D - O - E
So if money is
(Nowhere) anywhere they can go.
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride.
grinding out the trunk getting hella cash
B-Legit man, E-40 dude
Del and Heiro got their start up under Cube
Love to my Bay Area fam
'93 Til Infinity is
under white covers
Prodigy: Was a thumper
Till he met the 40 thunder
Havoc: Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up
voz, só me deixa alone
Quando começa gritar, Psan pega e some
Não entendem essa grana, seguem invejando
Drive by na sua área, tô com os meus manos
Vocês
Some cats grow by the laws of the wild
Some learn slower and lag in the mud
Some stand up in defense of a style
Some let the big dogs eat them up
Intro/Chorus:
No diggedy - can I kick a rhyme for your mind?
No diggedy - do we bring it real e'rytime?
No diggedy - can I kick a rhyme for your
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V.
We gring rap to your city like B.E.T.
But still feel California
Is the place to be, Catashtrophy...
Tash:
Diamonds on me hit like Floyd Mayweather
Don been through the worst but was taught to do better
Cop birds by the two watch em flock with no feathers
a China, yo siempre ando high
Una moña del palo 'e Miyagi, parecen bonsái
Navegando por la ciudad en este Rolls Royce
Con un peñón diamante negro igualito
'em open all over town (waoh)
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each
[Chorus]
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you
[Chorus]
Well b**** n****z get you of the grind, n**** grab the nine and
Well fake n****z try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you
understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is,
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for
the trenches go figure
Yeah from nothing nothing
We dey turn to something
By the grace of God we go bigger
I know them doubt me
Them dey wait to laugh
But your
So wassup? You know we can't be havin that
Son there's rules you're supposed to go by, and this is my habitat
You say you're R-E-P-R-E
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