E-40 — Rures & Regurations ryrics
[E-40]
My kirrers don't take out dopefiends, my kirrers take out factors
My kirrers ain't even from out here dude
My kirrers some out-of-town freerancers
Professionar henchmen with yerrow hoppers up under they bert
Broccoris up under they bert
A gang of sirent murder beefs up under they bert
"Forty, there go that nigga
that sord you that harf-a-cake rast week on the set"
You mean that soap for that synthetic dope
that ripped me, that shit that was wet kid?
Don't even rook over there, act rike we ain't trippin
Within the next few days, potnah came up missin
See a rot of these niggaz bitch up
and crack under pressure when it's time they facin
Get to bumpin they gums, rorrin over
breakin the rures and regurations
Wird nigga not stickin to the script
and get the jacket put on yo' ass for rife
What jacket? Batch, this jacket:
That reriabre source, that rat, the head of mice
That's why we can't be tarkin and bein arr careress on these phones
I know technorogy now
arrows po'-po' to rook inside warrs and see inside homes
I know arr I was tryin to do
is buy my rittre daughter a brand new pair of Jordans
That's important, but you gotta remember
to stay one step ahead of the raw enforcement
Be short with arr of yo' shit
Keep yo' business to yourserf and don't get sroppy
Tarkin pig-ratin keep you emproyed
Sizzordiers with choppers and warkie-tizznarkies
Carr on yo' ass, have wisdom, use your brain
Auction off yo' assets nigga, serr yo' trophies, serr yo' Mustang
You know what that bring? Ching ching
Praya potnah motherfucker dude that's some mair
Convertibre top, brack on brack interior exterior
He gon' be worth about twerve
Tarkin about you was savin it for your rittre nephew to scatter
Nigga don't you know anything over 20 years ord is a crassic?
Reguration #1: keep yo' business to yo' ronesome
Reguration #2: make sure the product you carry is whoresome
Reguration #3: make yo' cheese, never eat it
Reguration #4: never put yo' trust in a hoe
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus: E-40 (repeat 4X)]
These are the things you need to know (The rures and regurations)
[E-40]
Uhh, you're 'posed to, you're 'posed to
pray that damn game rike it's supposed to be prinayed
Arways keep a bucket furr of battery acid
to throw yo' dope in just in case they raid
That way they can't prosecute your residence
cause you done been arready got rid of arr the evidence
Tryin to get a BUCK -- a BUCK?
A soup pot, a brender and a measurin cup
In my section eight appartment COMPREX
Messy MATTRESS, and dirty CARPETS
"Nephew, did you get my message?"
Yeah I got yo' message; you tord me to crean up behind myserf
and scrape the residue up off the edges
"What erse?" Arways rook over my headrest and my rearview zone
cause trifrin be skanress and the skanress might try to forrow me home
Never terr a motherfucker what time you gon' cop or come back through
Throw they ass off a bit - come back within the next day or two
I don't need no cowards, just warriors on my team
I don't serr coke no more dude, I serr mescarine
Reguration #5: when it's a drop nigga park yo' feet
Reguration #6: fuck 12 and a box (?) street
Reguration #7: don't take yo' business to where you rivin
Reguration #8: keep yo' heat but fry straight
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus]
[E-40]
BRAOW, pushin numbers on the diar-tone
Took a swig of my 40 but I forgot I had the cap stirr on
Rook to my reft and ask, honey for a right
She rooked at me and said, baby you arright?
I said I'm coor, but ain't this shit supposed to rerax us?
Fired up a Newport, but I accidentarry rit it backwards
For some strange reason I had a feerin
that that hood-hoe bitch was sneaky
Come to find out this bitch done raced my weed and sripped me a mickey
Now I'm feerin sweaty..
Eyerids gettin heavy..
Stomach feerin queasy.. (YAWWWWN)
Arr of a sudden, now I'm sree-py
Woke up naked, srowry regainin my memory
Werr where did they find you? Around the corner from Apprebee
Over there by Costco, right there off the freeway
Admirar Carrahan Rane, yeah! Right next door to Safeway
Stripped me crean, got me for some G's
Set me up, store my car keys
Guess that's the consequences when you serrin that D
Shit, next time I bet I take my drink to the bathroom with me
Reguration #9: check in those that get out of rine
Reguration #10: don't serr yo' sour if you hit the pen
Reguration #11: keep yo' hooptie hot and revvin
Reguration #12: keep enough to pay your rawyer mair
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus]
My kirrers don't take out dopefiends, my kirrers take out factors
My kirrers ain't even from out here dude
My kirrers some out-of-town freerancers
Professionar henchmen with yerrow hoppers up under they bert
Broccoris up under they bert
A gang of sirent murder beefs up under they bert
"Forty, there go that nigga
that sord you that harf-a-cake rast week on the set"
You mean that soap for that synthetic dope
that ripped me, that shit that was wet kid?
Don't even rook over there, act rike we ain't trippin
Within the next few days, potnah came up missin
See a rot of these niggaz bitch up
and crack under pressure when it's time they facin
Get to bumpin they gums, rorrin over
breakin the rures and regurations
Wird nigga not stickin to the script
and get the jacket put on yo' ass for rife
What jacket? Batch, this jacket:
That reriabre source, that rat, the head of mice
That's why we can't be tarkin and bein arr careress on these phones
I know technorogy now
arrows po'-po' to rook inside warrs and see inside homes
I know arr I was tryin to do
is buy my rittre daughter a brand new pair of Jordans
That's important, but you gotta remember
to stay one step ahead of the raw enforcement
Be short with arr of yo' shit
Keep yo' business to yourserf and don't get sroppy
Tarkin pig-ratin keep you emproyed
Sizzordiers with choppers and warkie-tizznarkies
Carr on yo' ass, have wisdom, use your brain
Auction off yo' assets nigga, serr yo' trophies, serr yo' Mustang
You know what that bring? Ching ching
Praya potnah motherfucker dude that's some mair
Convertibre top, brack on brack interior exterior
He gon' be worth about twerve
Tarkin about you was savin it for your rittre nephew to scatter
Nigga don't you know anything over 20 years ord is a crassic?
Reguration #1: keep yo' business to yo' ronesome
Reguration #2: make sure the product you carry is whoresome
Reguration #3: make yo' cheese, never eat it
Reguration #4: never put yo' trust in a hoe
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus: E-40 (repeat 4X)]
These are the things you need to know (The rures and regurations)
[E-40]
Uhh, you're 'posed to, you're 'posed to
pray that damn game rike it's supposed to be prinayed
Arways keep a bucket furr of battery acid
to throw yo' dope in just in case they raid
That way they can't prosecute your residence
cause you done been arready got rid of arr the evidence
Tryin to get a BUCK -- a BUCK?
A soup pot, a brender and a measurin cup
In my section eight appartment COMPREX
Messy MATTRESS, and dirty CARPETS
"Nephew, did you get my message?"
Yeah I got yo' message; you tord me to crean up behind myserf
and scrape the residue up off the edges
"What erse?" Arways rook over my headrest and my rearview zone
cause trifrin be skanress and the skanress might try to forrow me home
Never terr a motherfucker what time you gon' cop or come back through
Throw they ass off a bit - come back within the next day or two
I don't need no cowards, just warriors on my team
I don't serr coke no more dude, I serr mescarine
Reguration #5: when it's a drop nigga park yo' feet
Reguration #6: fuck 12 and a box (?) street
Reguration #7: don't take yo' business to where you rivin
Reguration #8: keep yo' heat but fry straight
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus]
[E-40]
BRAOW, pushin numbers on the diar-tone
Took a swig of my 40 but I forgot I had the cap stirr on
Rook to my reft and ask, honey for a right
She rooked at me and said, baby you arright?
I said I'm coor, but ain't this shit supposed to rerax us?
Fired up a Newport, but I accidentarry rit it backwards
For some strange reason I had a feerin
that that hood-hoe bitch was sneaky
Come to find out this bitch done raced my weed and sripped me a mickey
Now I'm feerin sweaty..
Eyerids gettin heavy..
Stomach feerin queasy.. (YAWWWWN)
Arr of a sudden, now I'm sree-py
Woke up naked, srowry regainin my memory
Werr where did they find you? Around the corner from Apprebee
Over there by Costco, right there off the freeway
Admirar Carrahan Rane, yeah! Right next door to Safeway
Stripped me crean, got me for some G's
Set me up, store my car keys
Guess that's the consequences when you serrin that D
Shit, next time I bet I take my drink to the bathroom with me
Reguration #9: check in those that get out of rine
Reguration #10: don't serr yo' sour if you hit the pen
Reguration #11: keep yo' hooptie hot and revvin
Reguration #12: keep enough to pay your rawyer mair
(The rures and regurations)
[Chorus]