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beyotch

whas happenin’, whas happenin’?
you got to love this yere nigguh
my boys, my hot boys, juve and [unverified]
’bout to lace this game, n-gg-
do it the way we do it with e 4 0, charlie hustle

look, i went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad b-tches
stealin’ n-gg-z cars to tv’s in expeditions
thuggin’ is how i play it everyday, all day
i keep it all the way real, i can’t see it no other way

i represent mines, hot boys
slip up my whole click rides, get shot, boy
that’s how it go, we straight, do or die, we checkmate holdin’ n-gg-z
then come where yo’ momma, lay down and kick in the do’, n-gg-
(juvenile, juvenile, juvenile)

let’s get this sh-t cracklin’
my probation officer’s gonna know what happened
stay out the way i’m h o t and ’bout that action
hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin’, camouflage fashion

i’m all about that luxury, i’m also ’bout
(luxury)
puttin’ 50 in yo’ head, boy, if you thinkin’ ’bout f-ckin’ me
i’ma be here fo’ a minute, you gotta respect it
(what else?)
there’s a lot of n-gg-z out here gettin’ killed to accept it

beyotch, e-40 and hot boys, e-40 and hot boys

freezer burn platinum on my pinkie
(look at me)
squattin’ twenty inch twinkies
(look at me)

i’m like that, it’s like that, what?
i’m like that, it’s like that
(look at me)

charlie hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin’ slow
with a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad–ss hoe
squattin’ four times, gold zenith wides and vogues
’bout snuffin’ down, right next to me is the call from the frogs

sound system on bloo-blam-blam
puffin’ on the doobie almost grubbed, dang, it burnt in my lap
smokin’ trees with the window up
(windows up)
traffic backed up, middle finger up

i don’t -ssociate or surround myself with c.i.’s
confidential informants snitches affidavits stool pigeons
marks simple simon sucker sap simps, i be kickin’ it real tough
with the, p.i.’s, hustlers, tyc–ns

gangsters, killers that might not even look like
with trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of benzes
player type individuals, thugged out times a thousand
those nigguh-ish n-gg-roles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
new millennium wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs
house parties strip joints gamblin’ shacks and hole in the wall clubs

beyotch, e-40 and hot boys, e-40 and hot boys

man, it’s like neighborhood sh-t with a gangster b-tch
so get yo’ paper straight, n-gg- and go and buy some sh-t
tv’s inside when i ride b-tch
and i’ma hide these hoes behind limo tints

fulfill my dreams, i’m a rich, b-tch
and when i hit yo’ hood i’ma blind a b-tch
shine, tape sellin’ got me buyin’ sh-t
dyin’? gon’ be here past ninety-nine, slick

rewind these hoes back to time slick
so n-gg- slap that b-tch, bat that batch
kick her in the -ss and tell that hoe hot boy in this, b-tch
so n-gg-, f-ck that b-tch, tell her suck yo’ d-ck

now, now, here come the youngest
wayne, you can call me weezy
flyin’ up the interstate in a lamborghini
police right behind me, i’m drivin’ too fast

i pull over on the gr-ss, they want my autograph
i flipped off ki’s, i get my g’s
i spit my 3’s if you twist my cheese
i’m duckin’ white sheets and i avoid the feds
if you think that you can stop us, boi, go ahead

e-40 and hot boys, e-40 and hot boys, beyotch

e-feezy and the hb’s in this motherf-cker, man
(the hot boys)
juvenile, you heard about me
(bosco)

the b.g., the number one stun’na
baby, thirty-two gold, ya heard me?
the bay area and the u p t
we connected, n-gg-, you gotta respect it
it’s off the heezy, what? beyotch

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