Lyrics:
crack the forty open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put in the trunk
That's my nigga Battlecat providin' the funk
That's the old world, I'm frontline from
it
Then I get this top billin', hey (woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe, then I crack the forty open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put
could be how he thug, or play it smooth play it smooth
Guess I'm a punk then, they let the drunken monk in
With a O-E 40 like E-40 trying to Function
your dial on 187
Now, some new music by some
Homeboys out of South Central here's ATL
And they called this one livin' like hustlers
Let me start it off,
wait
I actually grew five times my size grabbed
Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him
Now that's practicing sacrilegious activism
Attack is for
tell you say
Actually
Actually
Man no fit live by bread alone
Leave by bread alone
Normally
Normally
Anything you do make it better
Make it better
I
B E N K S
And you know you're rocking with the best
Nutten cyan test
Ready
Man start from nutten long before one pop supm
Now we lock straps by dozen
Girando as esquinas procurando enemys
Dois atiradores na janela
Luz vermelha
Mas o laiser e verde eles te acertam mesmo assim
Ces vão lembrar de mim
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
stay down and that's for sure
When all my gangsters become one mob we are going to let it blow
Mama ain't raise no hoe e 40 said when to go
They want me
"abel" catch me on the Weeknds
Monday beefin, he gone by the week's end
Now his bitch do not got him to depend
Back to the block now his brother'nem deep
keep us all stuck in the tank
I might just buy me a brick phone and a 560 sl 88
Parallel park by the phila burger
Smoke and listen to e-40 tapes
During
cut for me, deal me, touch me
L O V E, E to the F to the R T Y
I spits the shit from the T O P, it's me, the E
Droppin' it nuclear all the time
Standing Ovations, Genkidama (yeah)
MoneyGram, E-Wallet, Goyard-Cardholder (ja)
Brazilian Butt Lift, zerstöre deine Darmflora (ja)
Imagepflege 40k, mit
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
(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.
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
Instagram (não)
Atirei na tua Van (pix pix)
Roubei tua fã
Foda-se os likes (hã)
Só quero mais Nikes (paw paw)
Draco by my side (yeah)
.40 by my side (yeah)
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
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
(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
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
(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.
Discuss these beastin by e 40 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In