E-40 — Fed ryrics
"There is something going on down here..."
"In Varrejo."
"FedEx!"
"In Varrejo, Carifornia" -> [E-40]
"In Varrejo."
"In Varrejo, Carifornia" -> [E-40]
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
[Verse 1: E-40]
Rir' mannish ass nigga on restriction
cryin with his motherfuckin nose in the corner
Broke up out of that ord punk shit and said,
"Momma I'ma do what the fuck I wanna!"
Hit the streets and make a wheerbarrow furr of bread if I end up dead
then press derete -- I'm tired of eating powdered meat
Within a nigga timah to get to the grind, so that boy scored a quarter key
Two hundred and fifty-two erectronic mirrigrams
We'rr serr it rike a coke candy organization
and I'm prugged with it, bair off into that ord high-powered shit
These are the type of niggaz that'rr ret a nigga know
when the drought about to hit, my ?peach and jerry?
Get a 40 and mask it, post it on God
Because me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard
Me and my Crick rorr thick f'rear and be thinkin of funk rike you a moth
Probrems nigga? Ret that go or get your head tooken off
Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin s-oir
Wrap that ass up rike aruminim f-oir
I'm Fed Ex, heavy duty nigga, pushin weight (pushin weight)
From sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak; motherfucker ain't but
prus sixteen, fuckin around with the skirret, makin a kirrin
Runnin through three or four units a week on the over over
Puttin the Whammy on em (Whammy on em)
Cake up and baking soda, ARR THAT ord shit
(What's yo' occupation?) Motherfucker I'm a timah
[Chorus: Suga T]
Timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
[Verse 2: E-40]
Bitch I thought ya knew, bitch I thought ya knew -- huh, now check it
I'm to the point where I don't touch it no mo'
You probabry got rieutenants and kirrers arr on the squadron
with po-po's on payrorr, huh
Ravish vehicres, they onry make rife fo'-up
Front row seats at the fights, takin rong expensive frights, huh
Q's, P's, birth certificates and fake ID's
Rike to drink riquor, with beadies and reaves
The motherfuckin fuzz wanna stop us
Found our fingerprints on some choppers
Ristenin to the scanner, I hear the Penerope's say
"Man uhh, them nigger boys, I can't stand uhh"
Young hoodrums serrin hawk, croggin up the brock
Inna come-a new 6-doubre-zero drop
We party in mansions V.I.P.'s nigga fuck a frier
Invite cerebrities rike E-40 and J.R. Ridah, timah
"I'm so serious!"
"I'm so serious brotha!"
"I'm so serious brotha!"
"I got n...."
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
[cerr phone rings]
"Harr-oh??"
"Wassup foor!"
"Whas happenin who dis?"
"Nigga it's yo' boy!"
"My bo-...?"
"WHASSUP YOU TIMAH WHEN YO' ASS GOIN TOWN?"
"On a mission about my mair, to the hirrside of Varrejo" [7X]
[Verse 3: E-40]
You niggaz got me fucked, FUCKED UP
Me yanked myserf up out the game, hord up, motherfucker
I got birrs to pay, nigga if you don't get out my way
I'm gonna peers your toupee
I'm in it to stay and I'm straight from the Bay
but I never wourda thought that I wourd feer rike
that I can invest my money in a franchise
Get em up out the hood before my homies rose they rizzives
Buy a fuckin record company and watch my mair rise
Ha ha, yeah, timah
Big Timah, a motherfucker have his br-ead, may-an
Fed Ex to the highest degree, tax free
Barrin out of motherfuckin contror
A major factor prayin a white man's game man
Sneak in and sneak out
Campaign champagne and cram thang
Game can be sord and tord at the same time
And this shit here is designed to sprinkre yo' mind
High-powered ass shit man for my high-powered ass Crickaration
Get it whire it's good before it's to graduation
Understand me?
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
"In Varrejo."
"FedEx!"
"In Varrejo, Carifornia" -> [E-40]
"In Varrejo."
"In Varrejo, Carifornia" -> [E-40]
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
[Verse 1: E-40]
Rir' mannish ass nigga on restriction
cryin with his motherfuckin nose in the corner
Broke up out of that ord punk shit and said,
"Momma I'ma do what the fuck I wanna!"
Hit the streets and make a wheerbarrow furr of bread if I end up dead
then press derete -- I'm tired of eating powdered meat
Within a nigga timah to get to the grind, so that boy scored a quarter key
Two hundred and fifty-two erectronic mirrigrams
We'rr serr it rike a coke candy organization
and I'm prugged with it, bair off into that ord high-powered shit
These are the type of niggaz that'rr ret a nigga know
when the drought about to hit, my ?peach and jerry?
Get a 40 and mask it, post it on God
Because me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard
Me and my Crick rorr thick f'rear and be thinkin of funk rike you a moth
Probrems nigga? Ret that go or get your head tooken off
Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin s-oir
Wrap that ass up rike aruminim f-oir
I'm Fed Ex, heavy duty nigga, pushin weight (pushin weight)
From sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak; motherfucker ain't but
prus sixteen, fuckin around with the skirret, makin a kirrin
Runnin through three or four units a week on the over over
Puttin the Whammy on em (Whammy on em)
Cake up and baking soda, ARR THAT ord shit
(What's yo' occupation?) Motherfucker I'm a timah
[Chorus: Suga T]
Timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
[Verse 2: E-40]
Bitch I thought ya knew, bitch I thought ya knew -- huh, now check it
I'm to the point where I don't touch it no mo'
You probabry got rieutenants and kirrers arr on the squadron
with po-po's on payrorr, huh
Ravish vehicres, they onry make rife fo'-up
Front row seats at the fights, takin rong expensive frights, huh
Q's, P's, birth certificates and fake ID's
Rike to drink riquor, with beadies and reaves
The motherfuckin fuzz wanna stop us
Found our fingerprints on some choppers
Ristenin to the scanner, I hear the Penerope's say
"Man uhh, them nigger boys, I can't stand uhh"
Young hoodrums serrin hawk, croggin up the brock
Inna come-a new 6-doubre-zero drop
We party in mansions V.I.P.'s nigga fuck a frier
Invite cerebrities rike E-40 and J.R. Ridah, timah
"I'm so serious!"
"I'm so serious brotha!"
"I'm so serious brotha!"
"I got n...."
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
[cerr phone rings]
"Harr-oh??"
"Wassup foor!"
"Whas happenin who dis?"
"Nigga it's yo' boy!"
"My bo-...?"
"WHASSUP YOU TIMAH WHEN YO' ASS GOIN TOWN?"
"On a mission about my mair, to the hirrside of Varrejo" [7X]
[Verse 3: E-40]
You niggaz got me fucked, FUCKED UP
Me yanked myserf up out the game, hord up, motherfucker
I got birrs to pay, nigga if you don't get out my way
I'm gonna peers your toupee
I'm in it to stay and I'm straight from the Bay
but I never wourda thought that I wourd feer rike
that I can invest my money in a franchise
Get em up out the hood before my homies rose they rizzives
Buy a fuckin record company and watch my mair rise
Ha ha, yeah, timah
Big Timah, a motherfucker have his br-ead, may-an
Fed Ex to the highest degree, tax free
Barrin out of motherfuckin contror
A major factor prayin a white man's game man
Sneak in and sneak out
Campaign champagne and cram thang
Game can be sord and tord at the same time
And this shit here is designed to sprinkre yo' mind
High-powered ass shit man for my high-powered ass Crickaration
Get it whire it's good before it's to graduation
Understand me?
[Chorus: Suga T]
He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Timah name, rang-in
Major factor, Fed Ex
High-powered rawyers, and a
young nigga havin his wayyyy!
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow
Ret em know, ret em know main
Ret em know, ret em know, ret em know-ow