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lirik lagu e-40 - sellin' dope ain't fun

[mack 10] (e-40)
n-gga always gotta shoot (shoot)
n-gga always gotta run (run)
n-gga always gotta duck (duck)
n-gga always got a gun
sellin dope ain’t fun (ain’t fun)
sellin dope ain’t fun (ain’t fun)
sellin dope ain’t fun
(repeat 2x)
(it ain’t fun)

[e-40]
uhhhh
sellin dope ain’t fun
even when i go to church i got my gun
prepare for the worst, eyeball none
put you in the dirt where you belong
when there’s fetti on the line you betta fetch
bank so fat might need a pregnancy test
everybody that i know they got a pistol
fo real fo real, not funny like a tickle
can’t get caught up in a pickle
can’t get caught out of bounds
they’ll get you out the way
for a soft 1/4 ounce
out here where i sit
we about our allowance
push that ganja and the yey
keys elbows and pounds
can’t be no sucka my n-gga
don’t be no busta my fella
bro be a hustla, get scrilla
watch out fo the poncharello
while you gettin your chips watch out for the chips
send a decoy when you coppin blocks and bricks
(b-tch!)

[mack 10]
ghost through the week, weekends is the chevy
water movin round this b-tch like i broke a levy
doughboy fresh, everything i move heavy
push the whole square, move it all rock steady
live life on the limb, bust green yards and chems
i grind so hard turn thousands to m’s
c0ke flow 1-0 never had just one ho
i keep a big thang, and i always been gung ho
my b-tch just left, no wound to consume
my safe filled up ain’t got no more room
new money new toys new b-tch for me to l-st on
follow me home and on bloods get bust on
3am and i’m rhymin off yack
i bang and i brawl blood, f-ck it, that’s mack
chicken hawk on the mound and i still fl1ck the wrist
and if you can’t hit a curve then it goes like this

[e-40]
i wanna get out, i told my baby mama “mama”
(what you tell her)
“i’ma quit the dope game as soon as i’m comfortable with my commas”
can’t play for gear, play for keeps
quality over quant-ty, got em for dirt cheap
it’s ugly out here in the summer brah, it’s cold
street smarts, i made the honor roll
lookin over my shoulder and my clavicle
mow you down with the lawnmower with the tactical
sellin that candy gettin over been doin that sh-t for years
time to switch gears
and give it up
might invest in a food truck
or a laundrymat somethin like that there, legal spree
or buy a body shop where we paint and milk out your automobile
i wanna get out of the game but i need a million man
it’s risky and iffy
i don’t know who plottin on me and wanna k!ll me
can’t be friendly they’ll take your kindness for weakness
your partner could be your friendemy
a friend that’s an enemy, full of envy
(b-tch!)

[e-40] (mack 10)
ya understand they brought it in on boats, planes, trains
they put it in the inner city (on the soil)
they let us get high (they let us get high)
they gave us an opportunity to flip our gouda (to get our money up)
and pay bills (uh huh)
and get out of debt (get out of debt)
but you know what we do man (what we do family)
we start using it for materialistic items (yup)
we got bit by the hustlin bug (the hustlin)
we wanted to make it into an occupation (okay)
and as we did that (what happened)
we started k!lling each other more and more
greed, jealousy, envy
the dope game was designed to get in and get out (in and out)
think like them other folks man (that’s right)
but nah we wanna bullsh-t man (we wanna bullsh-t)
instead of coming up with a game plan (a game plan)
our ancestors is rolling over in their grave right now (malcolm and martin)
don’t you know they died for us brah? huh? (yeah yeah yeah)
cmon man, we couldn’t even drink out the same sink as them other folks man (you right family)
ya feel me? (yes sir)
i ain’t prejudiced brotha, i don’t have a prejudiced bone in my body (me either fo)
but i’m here to decrease the deceased (ok)
and increase the peace (increase the peace, preach brother)
(b-tch!)

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