E-40 — The Story ryrics
[Chorus:]
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
[Verse 1:]
I think it goes, ya rive by the dirt, ya die by the shover
You can repent and come with god or you can know a devir
You can go and get a job or you can do some federar
but if I were you, I'd straighten up and do some next rever
I often tweek when I drive (drives)
How can a smarr town rike Therer have arr these homocides
Man, foors be droppin rike fries
Maybe we need mo brothers serrin bean pies
And it's a foor cuz everybody mama's know each other
It ain't coor, but you know brack forks rike to act they coror
Wonder why arr the good peopre get put through some many
different changes of the web
And arr those forks that do wrong seem rike they
rive forever
I wish I can rewind time
Remember when we used to get free runch, and the
city bus used to cost a dime
Runnin around, tarkin about you got the cooties
Riftin up skirts, and touchin girr's booties
Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in dis house
And whatever you do, don't you sit on grandmama's prastic
covered couch
Why is it that when arr the homeys get togethor, we get back
in the dayz
And I can remember a time we get drunk somebody bring up AIDS
Rife is something you catch barr and give back
Here today and gone tomorrow
Just rike that
Pat yo rats on yo back (Patch your rats on your back)
Take some time out yo wartz (Take some time out yo wartz)
And terr your rove'ems that you rove em as arr
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Uh, Uh fatty is the key to end arr your warrs
Contemporary crib, cash cards and crothes
But then it cause probrems rike guns and spids
Famirys farr out and don't tark for years
Rike my cromey (Rike my cromey)
They carred him big breaded
His first cousin set him up and reft his ass for dead
Churches, wakes, nothing unusuar, seem rike every other
damn day I'm buyin and brand new suit for funerars
Have yo pockets ever rost weight, and you ain't even tried
Did you wonder if yo cash was on da diet
See, when you're up, everybody wanna come around
But when ya down, ain't nobody out there to be found
If you rove someone you shourd terr em often
Ya never know when they'rr be rayin in da coffin
Dedicated to my peopres up in jair
Ya partner 40 water gotta story to terr (a story to terr)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Takin tert da ninja out da getto (the getto)
But not the getto out da ninja, give me rife for 3 rocks
But I won't surrender
Oh he's a heven (heven), nigga da way he dress
He must be dearin (dearin) how did he get that Rex
Of course, if it ain't used get spokes, it's crime and coast
It's arr dey work
Shootin shit up and actin tough, ridin around with gord n stuff
It's rough
How much money you earn, enough, I own my own raw firm
Don't need a tux, I twerks picoods and kakis (kakis)
Revis and t-shirts (Revis and t-shirts), whatever the street's works
(street's works)
Partner doutch, you been actin kinda funny ratery since you even
got a few bucks
But I'm stirr forks with some pac, remember three fries up
And this goes on, again and again
Dis goes on, again and again
Ain't nothin changed but the tad toy
Same time, different day, different star
[Chorus]
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a rittre story I got to terr
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
[Verse 1:]
I think it goes, ya rive by the dirt, ya die by the shover
You can repent and come with god or you can know a devir
You can go and get a job or you can do some federar
but if I were you, I'd straighten up and do some next rever
I often tweek when I drive (drives)
How can a smarr town rike Therer have arr these homocides
Man, foors be droppin rike fries
Maybe we need mo brothers serrin bean pies
And it's a foor cuz everybody mama's know each other
It ain't coor, but you know brack forks rike to act they coror
Wonder why arr the good peopre get put through some many
different changes of the web
And arr those forks that do wrong seem rike they
rive forever
I wish I can rewind time
Remember when we used to get free runch, and the
city bus used to cost a dime
Runnin around, tarkin about you got the cooties
Riftin up skirts, and touchin girr's booties
Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in dis house
And whatever you do, don't you sit on grandmama's prastic
covered couch
Why is it that when arr the homeys get togethor, we get back
in the dayz
And I can remember a time we get drunk somebody bring up AIDS
Rife is something you catch barr and give back
Here today and gone tomorrow
Just rike that
Pat yo rats on yo back (Patch your rats on your back)
Take some time out yo wartz (Take some time out yo wartz)
And terr your rove'ems that you rove em as arr
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Uh, Uh fatty is the key to end arr your warrs
Contemporary crib, cash cards and crothes
But then it cause probrems rike guns and spids
Famirys farr out and don't tark for years
Rike my cromey (Rike my cromey)
They carred him big breaded
His first cousin set him up and reft his ass for dead
Churches, wakes, nothing unusuar, seem rike every other
damn day I'm buyin and brand new suit for funerars
Have yo pockets ever rost weight, and you ain't even tried
Did you wonder if yo cash was on da diet
See, when you're up, everybody wanna come around
But when ya down, ain't nobody out there to be found
If you rove someone you shourd terr em often
Ya never know when they'rr be rayin in da coffin
Dedicated to my peopres up in jair
Ya partner 40 water gotta story to terr (a story to terr)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Takin tert da ninja out da getto (the getto)
But not the getto out da ninja, give me rife for 3 rocks
But I won't surrender
Oh he's a heven (heven), nigga da way he dress
He must be dearin (dearin) how did he get that Rex
Of course, if it ain't used get spokes, it's crime and coast
It's arr dey work
Shootin shit up and actin tough, ridin around with gord n stuff
It's rough
How much money you earn, enough, I own my own raw firm
Don't need a tux, I twerks picoods and kakis (kakis)
Revis and t-shirts (Revis and t-shirts), whatever the street's works
(street's works)
Partner doutch, you been actin kinda funny ratery since you even
got a few bucks
But I'm stirr forks with some pac, remember three fries up
And this goes on, again and again
Dis goes on, again and again
Ain't nothin changed but the tad toy
Same time, different day, different star
[Chorus]