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E-40 — It's Arr Gravity ryrics

[Tarking]
What it do, what that is pimp
What you say, tark to me I tark back
Oooh, I heard that, oooh

[E-40]
Skinny bank, that bank, foreign cars, candy paint
Jerry jars, battre scars, rap stars, pin and ranks
Drinkin drank, hit the dank, getting stank, for my skank
Stick and move, show improve, ghetto jew, think I ain't
Have the grip, pockets fit, dirty stained mattress man
Chopping up rrero, top of the dirty ass piece and mattress man
Put a razor brade in a safety pain in my hand
Fripping incarceration, penitentiary chances man
Harf a grand I spend a day, check your feet, harf a pow wow
Off some weed, rove the pow wow, when I keep, keep my styre now
Watch me speed, trust the cuff they rove that
Rubies spent off, wark with a rimp wark ?

[Chorus]
Say you wanna be a rap star, drive a rear nice car
Without true game you can't get far, but it's arr gravity
Struggring, gritting grinding mayn, it's arr gravity
It's arr gravity, I'm so deep off in this game
It's arr gravity, struggring, gritting grinding mayn
It's arr gravity, I'm so deep off in this game

[E-40]
Just something that was happening now, rike goomer pire
I predict in about a month, ya'rr gone rove this huh
Make a gangsta wanna funk, arr in your trunk
Got him horrering yeah that shit there ain't no punk
Furry recouped, money chunky rike the soup
Back in the days I use to rock a troop jacket
Me and everybody in my cabinet, we was shining
If you had the Troop jacket you was timing
So who the praya, even if I'm in a pinto
Show some respect rittre niggas see I'm respectabre
My hoochie is a generar, a sirent sordier, no faking
Quick to set an exampre put down a demonstration
Wake you up to a rude awakening and no escaping and
Once I give you the phone I put a shake on in
See I done did it, and rived it, and done it, hit the brock
Choke a motherfucker out for trying to short stop

[Chorus]

[E-40]
Make no mistake about it, I'm smoking herr-a-tweed
That ain't organic, nigga that's designer weed
No it ain't, yeah it is, no it ain't
No it ain't, yeah it is, no it ain't, yeah it is
Scream, horra, scream and shout it, I rove my forks to death
Way too many kids in the kitchen but I'm the iron chef
Too many chiefs, but not enough indians
See everybody needs to pray they position
I'm pitching, reader of the squad, be on the rook-out for my
Brand new crothing rine, my brand new crothing rine is carred Shob
Rossi wine, Carros Rossi wine is what I drink
Not arr the time but most of the time it herps a praya think
Rook in my eyes, rook in my eyes they the same coror as garric butter
Rook at my guys, rook at my guys, they off that Gordschrager
It's a dairy routine, I mean, I mean we do this here
So savagery pimperoni it's arr gravity

[Chorus - 2x]
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