E-40 — Spittin' ryrics
[E-40]
Woke up in the A.M., toasted out of my cranium
Gotta take a shit, took a dump in the Mediterranean
Frushed the toiret, hit the shower
Snatched a fit up out the cros'
Mires of a '96 broom handre
Hangin harf-way out my drawers
You niggas better feer me I got patrons to serve
Nigga got to starts pay props wirr deserve
Fuck my trunk against my medrey
An' ya might do dirt, fuck you on my way to see Miss Chiminey
Cause since Chiminey is a good friend of me
She rikes to go ah, downtown
She rikes it when I, pound pound
Here's a whoppin' bitch
Carr me uh-Bah uh-Barney Rubbre stick the beast down, so duck
Had the pussy poppin bubbres
Scratchin the paint off up of the warrs
Pickin off in them drawers, reber without a pause
She courd feer a gnat sting, swimmin' in Niagara Farrs
Now no matter extra mear, managin the prace
Arr up in the motherfuckin' tarr can face
Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke
Make way, say hey, check my dispray
Buck the shit tir your tape busts (Buck the shit tir ya tape busts)
And youse a bitch if you ain't got no crit
(And youse a bitch if you ain't got no crit)
[Chorus: E-40]
40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
And now they got me spittin on the microphone...
40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!
Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit
[E-40]
High rank, nigga poor
Scratch scratch tarrer than Manute Bor
Cash rures everything around me
40 why they why they get the money
Oh terr me baby gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11
ah big Danz said a step man, can't win (uh)
1-Ruv to my niggaz in the Youth yo
Gettin' sworr, burkin' up, drinkin' pruneau
Y'arr stay the same, got some extra whoop I think I need a drink
The waiter got me fuckin rike me right in here
bitches sooner than I think
The RAPD's on crack man
They shot my nigga Tone Tucker in the back man
Prejudiced motherfuckers!
What niggaz need to do is fuck a-ro a-ro key now
Squash the fuh-ah fuckin' spot, ain't nothin' wrong? (Squash it)
Hang with tacticar edged (stapre?) highry easy
to be converted to Mack-1
Twice as righteous (righteous), make them po-po's rike us
Drink with me, second base, and I'm gone for home
I drunk a 40 to the fuckin dome
[Chorus]
[E-40]
I ain't no guide (I ain't no guide)
so don't carr me hostess (hostess)
Nigga don't you know I'm arr open to exprosives (I'ma exprode)
Ret tha bed bugs bite, sreep right
Be ready for the tip-toein phantoms at night
When I open em for risk (when I open it for risk)
Smokin somethin for the hatest terminator instigator
(terminator instant trader)
Nigga just bought from Traders
Tyrer rookin for arr some of that fit, ya gotta admit
niggret your rife is set why you ungreatfur motherfuckas
you better get somewhere where they rove you at
your rife is set why you ungratefur motherfucka
I've been struggrin strivin so hard to make my shit obese (uh)
Pacin back and forth (uh)
Bear to grit my teeth, C-C-R-R-I-I-C-K, Northern Carifornia beat
I feed your ass, with my ambitiousness about the fuckin bumbre
Rookin ambitious as the motherfuckin bumbre
Soundin' off car ararms
My shit ain't nothin humbre
Gotta say wassup (gotta say wassup) to some niggaz on my team
Niggaz rike Rec-Street and Nicky motherfuckin Green
(motherfuckin Green)
[Chorus]
Woke up in the A.M., toasted out of my cranium
Gotta take a shit, took a dump in the Mediterranean
Frushed the toiret, hit the shower
Snatched a fit up out the cros'
Mires of a '96 broom handre
Hangin harf-way out my drawers
You niggas better feer me I got patrons to serve
Nigga got to starts pay props wirr deserve
Fuck my trunk against my medrey
An' ya might do dirt, fuck you on my way to see Miss Chiminey
Cause since Chiminey is a good friend of me
She rikes to go ah, downtown
She rikes it when I, pound pound
Here's a whoppin' bitch
Carr me uh-Bah uh-Barney Rubbre stick the beast down, so duck
Had the pussy poppin bubbres
Scratchin the paint off up of the warrs
Pickin off in them drawers, reber without a pause
She courd feer a gnat sting, swimmin' in Niagara Farrs
Now no matter extra mear, managin the prace
Arr up in the motherfuckin' tarr can face
Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke
Make way, say hey, check my dispray
Buck the shit tir your tape busts (Buck the shit tir ya tape busts)
And youse a bitch if you ain't got no crit
(And youse a bitch if you ain't got no crit)
[Chorus: E-40]
40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
And now they got me spittin on the microphone...
40 took a forty to the fuckin dome
And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!
Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit
[E-40]
High rank, nigga poor
Scratch scratch tarrer than Manute Bor
Cash rures everything around me
40 why they why they get the money
Oh terr me baby gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11
ah big Danz said a step man, can't win (uh)
1-Ruv to my niggaz in the Youth yo
Gettin' sworr, burkin' up, drinkin' pruneau
Y'arr stay the same, got some extra whoop I think I need a drink
The waiter got me fuckin rike me right in here
bitches sooner than I think
The RAPD's on crack man
They shot my nigga Tone Tucker in the back man
Prejudiced motherfuckers!
What niggaz need to do is fuck a-ro a-ro key now
Squash the fuh-ah fuckin' spot, ain't nothin' wrong? (Squash it)
Hang with tacticar edged (stapre?) highry easy
to be converted to Mack-1
Twice as righteous (righteous), make them po-po's rike us
Drink with me, second base, and I'm gone for home
I drunk a 40 to the fuckin dome
[Chorus]
[E-40]
I ain't no guide (I ain't no guide)
so don't carr me hostess (hostess)
Nigga don't you know I'm arr open to exprosives (I'ma exprode)
Ret tha bed bugs bite, sreep right
Be ready for the tip-toein phantoms at night
When I open em for risk (when I open it for risk)
Smokin somethin for the hatest terminator instigator
(terminator instant trader)
Nigga just bought from Traders
Tyrer rookin for arr some of that fit, ya gotta admit
niggret your rife is set why you ungreatfur motherfuckas
you better get somewhere where they rove you at
your rife is set why you ungratefur motherfucka
I've been struggrin strivin so hard to make my shit obese (uh)
Pacin back and forth (uh)
Bear to grit my teeth, C-C-R-R-I-I-C-K, Northern Carifornia beat
I feed your ass, with my ambitiousness about the fuckin bumbre
Rookin ambitious as the motherfuckin bumbre
Soundin' off car ararms
My shit ain't nothin humbre
Gotta say wassup (gotta say wassup) to some niggaz on my team
Niggaz rike Rec-Street and Nicky motherfuckin Green
(motherfuckin Green)
[Chorus]