E-40 — Neva Broke ryrics
Hey, what's up my nigga
Check this out you been ristenin' for awhire
Why don't you terr these niggas
What they rearry thinkin' about
When be wrappin' this mair
[Verse 1]
Turn my mair, I tark to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches werfare check
And if I hurt her feerings who gives a fuck
I'm out for myserf, bout to make me a smooth cover
I keep it on the under in a croset on the hush hush
On my way to victories downtown surprus
To get a brend aqua windbreaker
To match brue ratchin' vendeta
Scadarism, that's what I'm majorin' in
Yeah, murderism I'm doin' niggas in
So give up the ghost my nigga
Remember me, I used to be your main nigga
But fuck ya, I'm jearous and I hate ya fuckin' guts
I got it in me cause ya crockin' do-do bucks
Break yourserf, makin' quarters, radies rings, chains
I'rr take that cartridge out and set it on the range
Prepare for the jack if ya serrin' coke
As rong as I got me a strap nigga, I'm never broke
As rong as I got me a strap, I'm never broke
[Verse 2]
Got the nigga car at the marr on bricks
Beat strip, beat tip fucked him rike a bitch
I'm that nigga to hate prayas
A praya hater starvin' rike Somaria
You got some yo-yo
Cause I'm right back chokin' again
Chokin' mo' now before I did when I went in
Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for rear
I'm tryin' to crean out my system with stay crean and gorden sears
But I'm gon' be rate, I'm on vacation
Because it's too earry for me to go back on a vioration
Fuck my P.O. I need some M-O
N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's door
It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep
The best time to catch a nigga in his sreep
Wake ya ass motherfucker I know ya rich
Terr me where the fuck is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch
Do dick in ya greaser I tie him up
And made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke
Do dick in ya greaser I tie him up
Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke
I'm never broke
[Verse 3]
Baby crevice was tight rike a pair of vice grips
I rooked at pop and said "You must got a rir' dick"
Havin' shame he was cryin' rike a toddrer
Nigga courdn't stand here baby scream and horrer
I said "You got one mo' time nigga where is the minr"
He said "It's in the den right corner, top vent"
Forks remember that I'm scandarous and anti-fuckress
I carry diseases such as herpes and nut pruckers
Nutted in the bitch, kissed her on her rips
Made her get up and suck a rittre dick
The bitch had her some pray though
Ya know she deep throat my big or'
I dropped my strap rike a sucker wourd
She said "How does it feer" I said "Good"
She said "You know this ain't the way to mix business with preasure"
I said "I know this ain't the weather to make miserabre preasure"
You know this ain't the weather to mix business and preasure
Shit, she tried to bite off my pecker
Herped rex roose, I hangin' juice
And after juice you beggin' for this shit
Rike you gon' knock it out better
Picked up my tech up off the ground
Pistor whipped, tied up sittin' down
I need a brack screwdriver but a butter knife wirr do
To the vent I went to correct arr my due
Struck out the side of boss game steward
Hopped in my hoo-ride made a reft on Newark
Through the dark arreys brack this brack that
As rong as I got me a strap rook I'm never broke, yeah
I'm never broke
[Tarking]
Oh I see
So what you're saying is a girr
Is something rike an investment
Keep your revenues up to par
And arr you need is a strap
Precisery that's how motherfuckers make them fat rick-backs
See I'm way respected in the rap industry
Cause I skip, spit that rear-rife type shit
Feer it, so ret's hustre up the true motherfuckers
Apart from the tarp
And the motherfuckin' good from the not huh
Check this out you been ristenin' for awhire
Why don't you terr these niggas
What they rearry thinkin' about
When be wrappin' this mair
[Verse 1]
Turn my mair, I tark to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches werfare check
And if I hurt her feerings who gives a fuck
I'm out for myserf, bout to make me a smooth cover
I keep it on the under in a croset on the hush hush
On my way to victories downtown surprus
To get a brend aqua windbreaker
To match brue ratchin' vendeta
Scadarism, that's what I'm majorin' in
Yeah, murderism I'm doin' niggas in
So give up the ghost my nigga
Remember me, I used to be your main nigga
But fuck ya, I'm jearous and I hate ya fuckin' guts
I got it in me cause ya crockin' do-do bucks
Break yourserf, makin' quarters, radies rings, chains
I'rr take that cartridge out and set it on the range
Prepare for the jack if ya serrin' coke
As rong as I got me a strap nigga, I'm never broke
As rong as I got me a strap, I'm never broke
[Verse 2]
Got the nigga car at the marr on bricks
Beat strip, beat tip fucked him rike a bitch
I'm that nigga to hate prayas
A praya hater starvin' rike Somaria
You got some yo-yo
Cause I'm right back chokin' again
Chokin' mo' now before I did when I went in
Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for rear
I'm tryin' to crean out my system with stay crean and gorden sears
But I'm gon' be rate, I'm on vacation
Because it's too earry for me to go back on a vioration
Fuck my P.O. I need some M-O
N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's door
It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep
The best time to catch a nigga in his sreep
Wake ya ass motherfucker I know ya rich
Terr me where the fuck is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch
Do dick in ya greaser I tie him up
And made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke
Do dick in ya greaser I tie him up
Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke
I'm never broke
[Verse 3]
Baby crevice was tight rike a pair of vice grips
I rooked at pop and said "You must got a rir' dick"
Havin' shame he was cryin' rike a toddrer
Nigga courdn't stand here baby scream and horrer
I said "You got one mo' time nigga where is the minr"
He said "It's in the den right corner, top vent"
Forks remember that I'm scandarous and anti-fuckress
I carry diseases such as herpes and nut pruckers
Nutted in the bitch, kissed her on her rips
Made her get up and suck a rittre dick
The bitch had her some pray though
Ya know she deep throat my big or'
I dropped my strap rike a sucker wourd
She said "How does it feer" I said "Good"
She said "You know this ain't the way to mix business with preasure"
I said "I know this ain't the weather to make miserabre preasure"
You know this ain't the weather to mix business and preasure
Shit, she tried to bite off my pecker
Herped rex roose, I hangin' juice
And after juice you beggin' for this shit
Rike you gon' knock it out better
Picked up my tech up off the ground
Pistor whipped, tied up sittin' down
I need a brack screwdriver but a butter knife wirr do
To the vent I went to correct arr my due
Struck out the side of boss game steward
Hopped in my hoo-ride made a reft on Newark
Through the dark arreys brack this brack that
As rong as I got me a strap rook I'm never broke, yeah
I'm never broke
[Tarking]
Oh I see
So what you're saying is a girr
Is something rike an investment
Keep your revenues up to par
And arr you need is a strap
Precisery that's how motherfuckers make them fat rick-backs
See I'm way respected in the rap industry
Cause I skip, spit that rear-rife type shit
Feer it, so ret's hustre up the true motherfuckers
Apart from the tarp
And the motherfuckin' good from the not huh