Charlie Hustle: BluePrint of a Self-Made — текст песни (E-40 f C-Bo, Jayo Felony)

[Jayo Felony]
Forty-WADAHHHHHHHHH!
Ehhh.. (ehh..) YEA!

We do this for life ya dumb fucks, y`all niggaz is dumptrucks
The type to bitch up, and getcha eyebrows plucked
Mark my words loco gon` have it like Motown`s heyday
So dope they name us all twice like we, Pelle Pelle
You better be prepared to call me Billy Loco Gorde
Pop my collar with none other than Earl-40
Squab on a square like it`s high noon, cousin wit tycoons
If you fuck with Sick Wid It y`all niggaz gon` die soon
I can`t make a fiend do nuthin against they will
I just leave they eyes so yellow you see em and yield
WHOA -- spill the guts of the ones that`s not real
So when you see me nigga scream out one shot kill
Gotta, spot on my shoe from all the blood we spill
I get it even if I don`t want it nigga like free refill
Y`all don`t wanna give us our props, y`all niggaz gon` get dropped
Nigga fuck hip-hop, nigga this CRIP-hop {*gunshot*} WHAT?

Chorus: E-40 + Jayo Felony (repeat 2X)

Pimp`n why you splurgin? (Cause I can)
Why you go up in my beer? (Nigga cause I can)
Why you smokin all that broccoli? (Cause I can)
Why everybody think you rich? (Nigga cause I am!)

[E-40]
Motherfucker ?? grew up on the undertuckamajig
My destination control the block
Fast ass wad full of ones in my pocket
with a hundred dollar bill wrapped on top
Thirty-two shot extended clip to keep it trill when I pop
Durin the summer it`s Zenith`s but in the winter I ride stock
Better believe us don`t try to play us for false
cause it`s not a game no way no how
Billy Loco, Charlie Hustle and Major Payne nigga now
How you think I was gonna deallllllllll with it?
Fuck around and wind up gettin killllllllled with it
Beotch! You booty rappers get penalized, and expedited
Cause dey don`t think about they shit, before they write it
We don`t sell narcotics with the po-po problems, playboy take a look
We off into real estate, CD`s, millions of wealth
Used to be crooks still hang around crooks, dealers and ex-cons
Niggaz with Luke`s and ?? ?? shirt on
Players with cake, pushin they weight, try to find the last trap
`fore they bloody wrecked illegal corporate scratch
What they buck?

Chorus

[C-Bo]
Are y`all fools ready for dis? It`s a loco for sure I`ll blast
With Billy Loco and 40-Water we take your life then we haul ass
Tall cash stacked in the basement
Can`t leave the house with less than a zip an a extra clip
Niggaz wanna know why I get down like this ain`t that a bitch?
You see my, life on TV cause it`s the daddy with the ?? and a P
Niggaz just can`t seem to get away from PD while they surrounded me
and houndin me cause I ball hard, on parole and a double-R
Fifty to a hundred G`s and je-wels on wrists
Nigga we ghetto stars
Shit my niggaz spent G`s to push, drop Bentleys
Remi Mark sippin, Cristal, X-O Hennesey
And better believe when we enemies we spray wit these
Every night at twelve have your whole motherfuckin city prayin on knees
and still 40-Water pass the strap and I blast, still hit the gas
Had to tear his whole motherfuckin head off tryin to ?? the stash
Every man they all man, quick to pull a lick out the Brougham
Only reason I rode down on that bitch ass nigga, is because I can!

Chorus



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