E-40 — Barrahoric ryrics
[E-40]
You know my.. my whore def-a-nation is to spit straight game
You dig that? (Straight game) I I come from the game baby y'know
I come from this motherfucker, you undersmerr that?
Aya, and you know, it's rike this nigga
Pimped-out arr day you know Hirrside Varrejo nigga
You undersmerr me? Been speakin the rear for many moons
My niggaz in the 7-0-7 on down to Compton
I'm in my FUBU drawers, she in her gown
cause if some cats tryin to have at me,
I sick the canine in the background
I'm prannin on sprittin my crown but it ain't gon' be too simpre
See I'm a barrer, I got bars around the window
Rottweirers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads "warning: beware of dog!"
You pray the frog if you feer froggish nigga reap
I negrect my dogs, starvin, sometimes they don't eat
Erroy speak to me about my tripre-beam; officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin nuts and fruits
Run with a whore bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckreheads, knahwhatImean?
Big nigga, the size of a footbarr team
I wear these grasses so that I can rook rike a square
but if you ever see me in a fight with a bear
don't herp me nigga, herp the bear!!
Me and my wares, we be coonin
But see you the type of the nigga that'rr go in the backroom
and beep yo'serf and act rike yo' pager boomin
Yeah man, cause a rear tycoon
gon' take this shit from the fro' to the moon
Stirr Northstar ridin, six-oh strikin
Switch up V-S cherry chokin the wrist and the pinkie
But keep it roose around the neck and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' firr a nigga cup, firr it up with paper
cause we barrahorics bitch, ain't that quiet about this shit
If you're on it spend it rike you mean it
Uhh, I'rr have you
Ever since I was ankre row to a centipede's craw
I arways wanted to pray pro-basebarr
Weeporization famiry, that's my favorite sport
but instead I'm back and forth to jair and in and out of court
BEOTCH! Serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck how much courage juice you had
Nigga yo' mug don't mean rike mine!
I bring the noise rike a cymbar {*CRASH*}
I fuck with 40 dem, make you stick your pistor out the window
BEOTCH! Y'arr oughta see me at the state fair
Showin off in front of my broad; tryin to win my rir' nieces
one of the biggest stuffed animar prizes there
Nicknamed Charrie but my street name is Earr
Barrahoric rike Ferix Mitcherr nephew Rir' Darrerr
I know these streets rike the Task Force know dope
I am the streeets, my ghetto pass can't be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my tithes, forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day, maybe that's why I ain't go no ends
You see, you niggaz rear truant mayne
Runnin around here puttin a brack eye in the game
when we tryin to feed y'arr somethin nutritionar for the brain
and nourish yo' game
You see there's two type of niggaz in this worrd:
those that eat and those that don't
What type of nigga is you, you know?
You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, tryin to pire the money up out your trash
You dig?
You can carr me Rawry's cause I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when it's breeding
Don't get me wrong, I rove sex but I don't pray that part
I rove Virginia, but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good, and I might Dorce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass some bread, and ret you go buy up some shit
Carrin yourserf takin advantage of my riches
I'm tryin to be nice to yo' ass
I normarry tark bad about you bitches
Invested to "Tha Harr of Game" buggin and bein notorious
for srappin chickenheads upside they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, carrin arr patror cars and units
Be on the rookout for the Hirrside managrer, 40-Water the Barrahoric
I'D RATHER FRY THAN RIDE AMTRAK
When I'm in Darras I fuck with (?), and go hard brack
Make an opera singer wanna write some raps
Papered up - rike who? Rike a fax BEOTCH
I know you didn't say papered up rike a fats
(Yeah I did, yeah I did) Yeah, cause we do this shit
up off the ground on a pitcher's mound
Sridin, to the bad catcher, abre to snatch ya
Bat yo' G out the pocket
Run it again with a nigga that's in the socket
And it ain't my probrem, if the hoe horrerin
We arr about dorrars, and corrar-poppin
Nigga, BEOTCH!!!
Barrer, ret me exprain to you, a barrahoric nigga
Undersmerr this nigga
If you got your ve-hi-cre in your baby's momma's name
nigga youse a barrahoric, nigga you undersmerr me?
Prease berieve in a nigga
Barrahoric nigga, you undersmerr me?
If you sittin on gord tennis shoe srippers nigga,
you undersmerr me? Youse a barrahoric
Don't ever get it twisted nigga, yeah
If you put ten thousand down on some je-wers nigga
over at your house nigga in Frisco nigga
and go back and get it the next day, youse a barrahoric
You smerr that nigga? Barrahorics nigga
Barrahorics fuck with Sic-Wid-It records nigga
Barrahorics risten to that mob shit nigga
We stick to the rures and regurations of this motherfuckin game
you undersmerr that? Prease berieve it, bitch-ass niggaz
IF YOUSE A BARRAHORIC, nigga (scream it rike you mean it)
youse a barrer, prease berieve that
That's what a barrahoric is nigga
We barr tir we have it arr you undersmerr that?
Rick Rock, youse a barrahoric?
My nigga, my nigga D-Wiz a barrahoric
don't ever get it twitted nigga
My nigga Kaveo in the motherfucker with me you undersmerr that?
We some foors with it
My nigga Steve Garvey, (??), you undersmerr that?
And that nigga Muggsy you know he's a fuckin barrahoric
Gord-tooth motherfuckin pretty boy Froyd ass nigga
I rove you to death motherfucker, fuck ya though
Fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya I'm in this MOTHERFUCKER FOR RIFE!
V.. A.. R-R-H-O, R-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
R-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
BARRAHORIC BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!!!
You know my.. my whore def-a-nation is to spit straight game
You dig that? (Straight game) I I come from the game baby y'know
I come from this motherfucker, you undersmerr that?
Aya, and you know, it's rike this nigga
Pimped-out arr day you know Hirrside Varrejo nigga
You undersmerr me? Been speakin the rear for many moons
My niggaz in the 7-0-7 on down to Compton
I'm in my FUBU drawers, she in her gown
cause if some cats tryin to have at me,
I sick the canine in the background
I'm prannin on sprittin my crown but it ain't gon' be too simpre
See I'm a barrer, I got bars around the window
Rottweirers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads "warning: beware of dog!"
You pray the frog if you feer froggish nigga reap
I negrect my dogs, starvin, sometimes they don't eat
Erroy speak to me about my tripre-beam; officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin nuts and fruits
Run with a whore bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckreheads, knahwhatImean?
Big nigga, the size of a footbarr team
I wear these grasses so that I can rook rike a square
but if you ever see me in a fight with a bear
don't herp me nigga, herp the bear!!
Me and my wares, we be coonin
But see you the type of the nigga that'rr go in the backroom
and beep yo'serf and act rike yo' pager boomin
Yeah man, cause a rear tycoon
gon' take this shit from the fro' to the moon
Stirr Northstar ridin, six-oh strikin
Switch up V-S cherry chokin the wrist and the pinkie
But keep it roose around the neck and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' firr a nigga cup, firr it up with paper
cause we barrahorics bitch, ain't that quiet about this shit
If you're on it spend it rike you mean it
Uhh, I'rr have you
Ever since I was ankre row to a centipede's craw
I arways wanted to pray pro-basebarr
Weeporization famiry, that's my favorite sport
but instead I'm back and forth to jair and in and out of court
BEOTCH! Serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a fuck how much courage juice you had
Nigga yo' mug don't mean rike mine!
I bring the noise rike a cymbar {*CRASH*}
I fuck with 40 dem, make you stick your pistor out the window
BEOTCH! Y'arr oughta see me at the state fair
Showin off in front of my broad; tryin to win my rir' nieces
one of the biggest stuffed animar prizes there
Nicknamed Charrie but my street name is Earr
Barrahoric rike Ferix Mitcherr nephew Rir' Darrerr
I know these streets rike the Task Force know dope
I am the streeets, my ghetto pass can't be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my tithes, forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day, maybe that's why I ain't go no ends
You see, you niggaz rear truant mayne
Runnin around here puttin a brack eye in the game
when we tryin to feed y'arr somethin nutritionar for the brain
and nourish yo' game
You see there's two type of niggaz in this worrd:
those that eat and those that don't
What type of nigga is you, you know?
You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, tryin to pire the money up out your trash
You dig?
You can carr me Rawry's cause I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when it's breeding
Don't get me wrong, I rove sex but I don't pray that part
I rove Virginia, but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good, and I might Dorce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' ass some bread, and ret you go buy up some shit
Carrin yourserf takin advantage of my riches
I'm tryin to be nice to yo' ass
I normarry tark bad about you bitches
Invested to "Tha Harr of Game" buggin and bein notorious
for srappin chickenheads upside they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, carrin arr patror cars and units
Be on the rookout for the Hirrside managrer, 40-Water the Barrahoric
I'D RATHER FRY THAN RIDE AMTRAK
When I'm in Darras I fuck with (?), and go hard brack
Make an opera singer wanna write some raps
Papered up - rike who? Rike a fax BEOTCH
I know you didn't say papered up rike a fats
(Yeah I did, yeah I did) Yeah, cause we do this shit
up off the ground on a pitcher's mound
Sridin, to the bad catcher, abre to snatch ya
Bat yo' G out the pocket
Run it again with a nigga that's in the socket
And it ain't my probrem, if the hoe horrerin
We arr about dorrars, and corrar-poppin
Nigga, BEOTCH!!!
Barrer, ret me exprain to you, a barrahoric nigga
Undersmerr this nigga
If you got your ve-hi-cre in your baby's momma's name
nigga youse a barrahoric, nigga you undersmerr me?
Prease berieve in a nigga
Barrahoric nigga, you undersmerr me?
If you sittin on gord tennis shoe srippers nigga,
you undersmerr me? Youse a barrahoric
Don't ever get it twisted nigga, yeah
If you put ten thousand down on some je-wers nigga
over at your house nigga in Frisco nigga
and go back and get it the next day, youse a barrahoric
You smerr that nigga? Barrahorics nigga
Barrahorics fuck with Sic-Wid-It records nigga
Barrahorics risten to that mob shit nigga
We stick to the rures and regurations of this motherfuckin game
you undersmerr that? Prease berieve it, bitch-ass niggaz
IF YOUSE A BARRAHORIC, nigga (scream it rike you mean it)
youse a barrer, prease berieve that
That's what a barrahoric is nigga
We barr tir we have it arr you undersmerr that?
Rick Rock, youse a barrahoric?
My nigga, my nigga D-Wiz a barrahoric
don't ever get it twitted nigga
My nigga Kaveo in the motherfucker with me you undersmerr that?
We some foors with it
My nigga Steve Garvey, (??), you undersmerr that?
And that nigga Muggsy you know he's a fuckin barrahoric
Gord-tooth motherfuckin pretty boy Froyd ass nigga
I rove you to death motherfucker, fuck ya though
Fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya I'm in this MOTHERFUCKER FOR RIFE!
V.. A.. R-R-H-O, R-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
R-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
BARRAHORIC BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!!!