Or get yo' ass sprayed up, bitch nigga And there you have it (And there you have it) Anybody can get it (Anybody) Don't act like you can't get touched
Traduction: E-40. N'importe qui peut l'obtenir.
Some niggas get away when the shells start to fly We gon' make sure anybody out there breathin' gon' be bleedin' Everybody out there leakin' then we leavin' We get
Get Straight I Said Dat D Boy Bullshit Yea Im Still On It Think I Gotta Needle Left Do Anybody Want It They Goin For Da 5 You Can Get Em For Da 4 We Keep
Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
fete chase been doin it for a while Phunk Dog on the beat with it jig with it Hustlers play for keep with it so I keep my heat with it (A bay bay thats
open Rude Boy style I keep it raunchy and funky Like a dirty laundry pile I can rhyme, I can rap, I can sing, I can clap I can dance, you should see me
hold on don't bust, do it on my lip like a milk ad Dre: comptons in that ass Eminem: it's all about dre Eminem: it's all about dre, ahh ahh Dre: you wanna
this Compton dick, hold on, don't bust Do it on my lip like a milk ad, Compton's in that ass It's all about Dre, it's all about Dre, ahh, shit You wanna
Big dreams, dreams, dreams Big dreams, dreams, dreams Big dreams, dreams Yo Jay, what it do, nigga? I done rocked enough fellas to be you, nigga I got the 40/40
back (11 of 'em) Cerebral cortex pushed back {doo doo doo doo} If I catch you pinchin out the sack Anybody can get found, touched up and hurt long as
I stick to the rules I'm a real nigga best believe it, I live it and I breathe it I tell it like it is and I call it how I see it My potna used to be
scrapped [Chorus] [Outro: E-40] And there you have it E-40 the bonzerelli The ballatician from the Soyo block soil Turf hall, been through it all Hard 'til we have it
and in the bag you'll be leaving I ain't worried 'bout my freedom cause for me to get even Is worth e'rything, it's on B.B.G.N. I son'd you folk, I'm
(featuring Blaze, Big Stank & Lil Poot) Alright, so let me get this right, you say it's a motherfucker who come to your house... To your muthafucking
the sun don't shine I'll still be hustlin' Gotta make that money make that money Keep it comin', if it takes all night I can't be strugglin' Somebody come help me can
shane, ring the intercom And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms Tell her to throw it out the window if she got it to spare Cause the elevator
way I woulda retired from this rap game fo' real Get a distribution deal, brush up some of this dirty scrill Live up on the hill, like E-40 Fonzariggadale
