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Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 'long E-40, ya hear?
All crew, pick up yourself thou who say, every thing's cool
Fa sho, fa sho

either gonna be him or me and I ain't finsta be either or
Fear no man, bar none, be a hog a wild bull
Playas don't score
Let 'em know that this is man shit ya fucking with
Autoloaders, hunting ya fucking with

Somebody gon' mind somebody shit ya with
We give a fuck about who ya with and horse ya rolled in on
Ya finna take me outta my zone
Cause I'ma stay my money on and be about me and mine
out for salty ass niggas during daylight savings time

Cause that's around the time of the when the splitter splatter
Folks be losing the lives, they kidneys and bladder
We in the stink of it man, me and my runners and
We come dumping with those autoloader turkey hunters
Never lose sleep, worry, never weep

You could spend time praying that what the preacher be speaking
Them suckas like to cheat, watch the beef say cool
Them double back pull out them and tools
And beddybye your them Harrington riches and varmen screws
For rights, just to say he made the news

is no one going? No step flowing
With king news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try it
He run up and don't want but if ya want come get

Cause when the morning come yes we news
Evening come yo we news
So up ya foot and put it iny ya dancing shoes
if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to lose

Breakin'
If you mess with the your gonna get the horns
When the clouds is dark that means it's finna
If ya car is and the music is loud
means ya setting off alarms in the crowd

When ya spider senses tell you that is up
Then I suggest you go with ya gut, don't your first mind
Always pay attention to your warning
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look over ya
Always be of the rollers

When ya perking and ya sliding Saint Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper rubbing Donny Taylor or Carter
A lot than the average Joe
out the ghetto they call me E-40
Still hungry, still rapping I'm still 'spose

Still money, still money on my mind
I never play out I'm like Pea-Cokes
I in a drought, I sit on all my dope
And for the value to sky rocket
Make them client pay top dollars so when they cop it

Well is no one going? No flowing
With real king news now we all joking
in my pocket, come try take it
He run up and don't want but if ya them come get

when the morning come yes we breaking news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya and put it iny ya dancing shoes
Cause if ya with us yo ya bound to lose

Breakin' news, this in
Have heart, have money, have when, 'cause ya never when
Ya gotta to the death, you can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before late
I'm at three hundred and twenty now but I used to weigh three eight

My doctor made me lose weight, my said
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' turn all fat that you got into muscle"
But fools gon' think I'm smoking, no they ain't loc
You got high blood
The leading cause of among black folk

Er' yo ass was just a 'lil kid
The slave masters would give him all the over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I
Now let's get back to busting
Know when to act a and who to act a fool with

Know who to be cool and who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you grew up and went to with
A be the dude that cross you and try to get you hit
Cause misery loves company and company misery
And causes jealousy and envy

is no one going? No step flowing
With real king news now we all stop
Money in my pocket, try take it
He run up and want but if ya want them come get

Cause when the come yes we breaking news
come yo we breaking news
So up ya foot and put it iny ya dancing shoes
if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to lose
Breakin'