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lirik lagu e-40 - dey ain't no

zap board beneath the ashtray, woofers in the back
water in the duals make loud gl-ss pack
gold tippy toes without a l!ck of chrome
bought a set of vogues and left the, stickers on
seven grand worth of bump for the trunks
paid cash, all ones
some old b-tch came up to me and said, “what’s the latest, bro?”
i said, “i’m tryin to have more chips than las vegas, ho”
she said, “can i roll with you? i get the d-cks hard”
i said, “you gon’ work the strip, sonoma boulevard”
“how much would i make?” i said, “mega
just bring me back my scrilla scratch paper”
heart (heart) money (money) street (street) hustle
s-x, drugs, smuggle, bubble
h-rns, yellin, speakers, subbin
sound just like the inside of a club, and…
how many times could a conrad come so b-ttery?
always on to’ back, have people lovin me
alcoholic drunk that ain’t no gimmick, b
i’m always in and out the betty ford clinic, see
drug paraphernalia cream b-tterscotch
illegal like a garbage of hubba rocks
workin off my pager, you know the ropes
i’m makin that cabbage cornbread like oprah
diamond satch-uels from ja-f-ckin-home
pose just like a pimp smokin a honey blunt
in a major way i tried to told ya
n-ggas had my sh-t f-cked back in the days but now they know’a
sold a bunch of units underground
they was bumpin save a hoe in every town
rumor has it that i died, i got smoked, mayne
but i’m alive, they was talkin about somebody else, mayne

-chorus-
we say dem n-ggas p.h
but dey really ain’t knowin, dey ain’t no
me rather stack more papes
and steady get to bubblin, yeah fa sho’

revenues, on my mind
i can’t hold back, now’s the time
bust a dope addict crack fiend in the jaw
fool had his spook on, tried to steal my car
da bay, where hoes be janky, sheist
and n-ggas, do so much dirt we got lice
prices, go up and down like a t–ter-totter
filthy sh-t, ring around the collar
just the other day i heard a bootsy n-gga shout
“man that n-gga don’t be doin all that d-mn sh-t he talk about”
fools think they know me think they got me figured out
but n-gga… n-gga!?!?
i plays this sh-t for bread and meat
so n-gga if you feel froggish leap
i don’t smoke dog food, sherm, loop or snow
but i leave a trail of bidis everywhere i go
so tell a friend like alpha beta
i’m gonna get it like t.c. the money maker
i know you’re with it
mayday mayday, unexplained object coming your way
breaker breaker it’s e-40 b-tches call me the ahh
ballin -ss, tycoon talkin big wheeler
money hungry, penny pinchin stingy n-gga
on the sc-rilla, always on the go, get a
super bad and we can split her

-chorus-

me have no time for de bullsh-ters (4x)

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