FUCK EM!) Set tripping ass DJ's (FUCK EM!) Closed-minded program directors (FUCK EM!) Internet tough guys (FUCK EM!) Managers that steal and lie (FUCK EM!) Janky ass promoters (FUCK EM
that dick Other niggas wanna make love, fuck that I bing, bang, pound, beat down that clit Sit with it like E-40 then Fill up every ho in Georgia, show with 'em
Aight, yeah (Hot shit!) E-40 (Um I'm goin') Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man Let me teach you somethin' about this game (Mmm) Let me
mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it Nigga 1993, hooked up with Eazy E
attract hoes, I ain't gotta hound those I call the shots, no need to brown nose Cut the check at 40 grand for shows I'm fresh like Doug E, I show ya
Aight, yeah Hot shit E-40, um I'm goin' Let me breathe on ya, man Let me speak upon a man Let me teach you somethin' about this game Let me show you
style I raised too many rappers you support Ask 'em who they grew up on, Too $hort Fuck all that black ball shit, it won't last K M E L, y'all can kiss
colors i see blind) ohh fuck that maaan, (why dont you get of my store niggah) man i aint trippin. I got 5 on it grab your 40 let get keyed i got 5 on it fuckin
, 40 Water, you drunk like me? (Numskull you numb like me?) Well lets get keyed. Verse 1 *(E-40)* I wish I had some half, mutha fuckin plastic
puttin' hands on 'em One hitter, quitter, bob & weavin', karate stance on 'em Dance on 'em, ran on 'em, and land on 'em Put my brand on 'em, stand on 'em
Giacanna G Rap, that live one - pay homage Get it fucked up, I spray comments, nigga what?! (Nigga what, it's the Curriculum!) [Canibus] Yo, e'rything is e
new to game Used to playin' on TV courtesy of video music box Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding
, duck duck goose You shoulda got the message that I chuck up deuce Break 'em off and leave it, you seen my fucked up tooth It's fuck a bitch, there'
big ol fuckin bumper kit comin down 5th wheel slammin hoe just fannin bitch Im sayin it cause I fucked your mamma I fucked your cousin I fucked that
screamin' out I grew up in a house, where damn near e'rybody fiendin' So don't ask, why I hold me the pen on my fuckin' self If I pop through and you
mold 'em like waffles Call 'em by the palm, get up in they ear like uhh Make a dike wanna turn Make a slut act, other than herself like she don't fuck
brother left It's time to get strong, forget about the sorrow But like Ike said, no one is promised tomorrow Fuck the bullshitting, it's time to get cash Don't fuck
Revere mang, we doin thi shit, You know it's good, 40 Water, you'se a pimp nigga, look out! Verse: (E-40) They call me Paul Revere, 40 Water cause I
