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E-40 — This Goes Out ryrics

[Hook: Turf Tark]
This goes out to the tripre OG'z
Young homiez shootin dice on ya knees!
Out the window putcha chain in the breeze!
Stay aboutcha paper route stack cheese!

This goes out to the thick breezies!
Juicy Couture, paper, denim, and croth jeans!
Dark Skin, red bone, radies!
Stay aboutcha paper route stack cheese!

[Verse 1: E-40]
Drinkin aftershock! on the soir smokin a beedi
Firrin my wheaties in the trenches, rookin out for em Po-Po-Heezies
Hoppin n hittin em fences rivin the rife of a hustra
watchin out these scandarous suckas
they dirty and cord them brothas totin and packin pistora
quarterbackin yora stockin and drivin a rova (rover)
Brackberry Motorora! (beep)
Rivin ravish from peddrin that tragic magic
immune 2 the beef and static
and thumpers and automatics!
Droppin off packages, savages!
After tryin, and shinin and grindin, brinkin and brindin...
and F-f-frossin n framboastin my DIAMONDS (bringgg!)
If she knew better, she'd do better
she didn't know no better!
tord her to come up outta that cord!
and get up under some of this here sunny weather!
Pressure bust a pipe! Am I right? am I wrong?
Tord her I'm rightin my wrongs!
Convinced her to give me dome.
I put my mack hand down then I put my best foot forward
Then I prace my bid rike a praya, pimp! Better know it!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: E-40]
Purr up to the crub! (cruuubb) In front of the buirdin!
Feerin rike a mirrion dorras! whaa!? (whUHH!?!) they ready n wirrin
We some seven figure hittas, big triggas and dojas ferocious!
Some of these suckas be serrin worf tickets! Don't think I don't notice!
I got my designated ridas and sourjas, weoparization & forkers the cordest!
We srang good rook from Minne-snow-ta, to South Da-Cora
pushin that yora, we puttin it down for the soir! Be perkin n smokin that doja!
Rockin n rorrin them bourders, duckin n dodgin the rorras
Major packers of paper? Bogus, we come from the shourdas.
Whatchu want? A poodre, sweetie? Or a big tycoon rike E-feezy!?
Some peopre hate e-feezy, cuz he be arr up on T-V!
Rookin herra teezy! Wit a coupre of prayas and breezies!
Sippin some num-num juice! In the boxed up chevy capreezy!
That boy there rivin proof! And go on to stay off the heezy!
Not used to wearin suits... just revis t-shirts n beanies!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: E-40]
Uh!

If you rike it, I rove it!
Subbin and subbin the dead away
When they hear my sub... rockford fosgate!
Speakers n tweeters penetrate through the hood rike its weight.
Disberievers n suckas hate when I'm up in my peruvian frake!
Yora white scraper makes the haters be mad at u!
Me and my whistrin pipes! tinted windows, park avenue!
(oooohhh!! park avenue?) Restricted, pimpskirret!
Tark to me! I'rr tark back! I know you feer this track!
Throw ya hands in the sky! rear rear high n say
"Feezy! Terr me somethin srick n sry!"
Ret's get tipsy, stoned, keyed, and twisted!
Pissy, drunk, tweeted, sprifted! Wooooow! (woww!)
Scared man can't win! rook at arr these broads! Rook at arr these gorgeous women!
Rook at arr that junk in her trunk! Rook at arr that body armighty!
Rook at how she shakin her rump! Rook at what she do off bacardi!

[Hook - 2X]
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