(feat. Too $hort, Budda)
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[Hook]
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That's the call of my thugs when they step into the club
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They go Yeeeee! (Yeeeee)
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When you hit the prissy bitch from Vallejo or the Rich
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They holla Yeeeee! (Yeeeee)
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You can catch me in the traffic in the Cutlass or the Maverick
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Hollerin' Yeeee! (Yeeee)
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If you're stickin' like some static we gon' bust them automatics
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Like Yeeee! (Yeeee)
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[Verse 1 - E-40]
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My area code grows some of the best weed in the world, my ninja, we ain't no punk
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They say we need to take a bath in tomato juice 'cause we always smell like skunk
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Sloppy drunk, nine times out of ten, I ain't tryna see me
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Bendin' corners in my brand-new Dodge Durango Hemi
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Pimpin' a lot of ballers, always smokin' mister jolly lama
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Always pullin' me over and searchin' my fuckin' car
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Searchin' my gluteus maximus, flashlight in my draws
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Actin' like some batches is, thinkin' I got robbed
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Doin' it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid
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Smokin' spliff, already been, pushing red, 'bout my nig
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Everybody wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark
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Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop that saw on the pillow top
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I get a call from Young Bob, here up out my zone
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He said your Hillside nigga Ned on his way home
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I said well tell him to call me, I love his ass to death
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Any nigga hatin' he gon' take they last breath
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2 - Too $hort]
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(Biatch!)
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It's your partner from the town, mayne
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I see y'all doin' it big, we gettin' down mayne
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Yeah I fuck with the V, Richmond know me
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Wherever niggas ballin is where bitches gon' be
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You can go across the bridge, fuckin' with a bitch
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Don't matter which side, you'll be all up in some shit
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Before you know it, it ain't like it used to be
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Everybody got straps that shoot you or me
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I give a fuck about who, I don't even know you
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Wassup, yeah pimpin', I got my thang too
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And it's cooo, cause I know you know it
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I ain't even got a bullet, ain't even gotta show it
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Don't blow it, it's where the black man stinkin'
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I be layin' underground in a casket stinkin'
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If I slip, I gotta keep my poise
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You hear that 8 away bumpin' man, what's all that noise?
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[Hook]
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[Interlude - Budda]
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Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend
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Get your head busted in, I'm not your boy or your friend
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You say that, do that, pull that, shoot that
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Now where your crew at, what you gon' do now
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I'm a west coast nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)
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I'm a east coast nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)
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I'm a down south nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)
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I'm a Midwest nigga - Yeeee! (Yeeeee)
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[Hook]
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Yee
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| E-40 |
