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[E-40]

Mobb that shit out nigga!

Bosko, mobb that shit, BEYOTCH!

Mobb shit (mobb shit)

We invented this shit (what'd we do?)

Boy I helped pioneer this

Boy I helped pioneer this..

.. HOE BEOTCH!

I'm irkin; head spinnin dome swervin

Emergin to the right to the left, see three,
hallucinatin

Stoned ain't got a lick but a bra protection on my
phone

therefore that'll make it this that much easier

for anybody with a computer that got the right
data information

software to CLONE, clone it off the streets - how
much?

Basshead dis down playa price boy a hundred piece
(hundred piece)

Shit I don't figure dat dere ain't no mo' worse
than clonin sheep

Just understand, I dub this for my weeples

More hair on my face than my daddy do (daddy do)

I guess it's them steroids that they been puttin
in our food (in our food)

Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor
store asked him for ID

before he get to askin me and if he ask me for ID
then I'ma get

?? bitch to use some of that swindlin ass
fast-fast talkin

con man ?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology

Niggaz got it tough out here; tough out here, it's
rough

Niggaz got it rough out here; nigga out here it's
tough

Chorus: E-40 (repeat 2X)

Let's hit the weed spot, let's hit the L.I.Q.

Let's hit the liquor sto', let's hit the L.I.Q.

Let's hit the house party, let's hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin about a buck-fifty

[E-40]

Hello my friend! Whassuper dude?

Give me a pack of sunflower seeds

and a box of larger size Magnum rubbers

A generic lemon squeeze lime juice

and a bottle of Goldschlager

A pack of licorice, lick-em-and-lock-em Zig-Zags

a hard boiled egg and them pickled pig feet
(pickled pigs feet)

Shit I gotta do as much fuckin and partyin as I
can

I gotta go turn myself in next week (BEOTCH)

I'm up all night - playawhatchagonnabedoin?

Up in somebody's ?? layin pipe

Bitchbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' ass
of rape;

cause you rap

Sa' HOE, I ain't even tryin to entertain that

See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball

Pussy fallin all out of my Granada

Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado

Learned how to pop my collar in the city where
they shot The Mack

Dem were some of the players that helped tie my
shoes and lace me

name was Curtis and B.O.

Well whaddya know? Doo doo dirt clucks ??

Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella mo'
(BEOTCH)

Bitch-ass niggaz like B-Legit and ?? ??

and Mac-Shon, mack D-Shot and Lil' Bruce - BEOTCH!

Chorus

[E-40]

On the dope track where the bassheads be comin
through

I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo

My baby's momma she sick, she on that glass dick

Be crawlin all on the RUG lookin for that shit!

Hogan High School prom queen right?

On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything
that's white

That's how you can tell that a dopefiend's gone
psycho

when they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains
with they high beams

On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin (what
happened?)

One of my dudes, SERIOUSLY, he rollin

then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs
a-course

with intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up
gettin reversed

I left they kite flyin, down for the grind,
witnesses dissolve

A prime example of bad karma, Murphy's Law

If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit

But just know when to act a fool and who to act a
fool with!

Chorus

[E-40] Hoeeeeeeeeee! SHIT!

I don't care, call the cops..

Mob shit

I don't care, call the cops..

Mob shit'll never fall

Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that?

What mob shit do?

I don't care, call the cops..

All mob shit do is quadruple

I'm in this bitch, irkin like a motherfucker

I don't care, call the cops..

Fuckin shit, BEOTCH!

I don't care, call the cops..

Yeah that's that shit

I don't care, call the cops..

See that's that shit that get a nigga krunk,
right there

That's that shit that'll get a nigga buck, on
they hoe ass

Mobb that shit out nigga!

Bosko, mobb that shit - they ain't knowin

Oooo-eeee-oooh, see I spit that shit too look
here

Oooo-eeee-oooh, make the shit go like this here

Oooo-eeee-oooh...

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