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  • 作词 : E-40
    作曲 : E-40
    Let me gas this *******t right quick
    UHH![Verse 1:]40
    Something, still got it
    ******* double platinum
    I'm try'na go double profit
    I'm in my own lane, that independent *******t
    They back ******* with me, a hundred thousand *******t
    I'm a pyramid you a *******
    I got that from my *******
    Shake Da Mayor
    Mr. Flamboyant is back
    I cut my head
    They wanna see me go pop but the streets won't let me take it there
    As real as they come it's the shortish on me
    I feel they organic no
    MSGThey diffy can't understand me they tardy
    They true they hella late they outta touch with the streets
    They favorite rapper is weak to me they need to stop sleeping on me
    Separately from the game
    I'm a whole 'nother pedigree
    They don't did them like they used to no mo, mane
    I'm aloneBrah
    I made outta steel these *******s made outta
    Styrofoam[Hook:]
    This industry ass *******s (******* EM!)
    A&R's that think that they rappers (******* EM!)
    Set tripping ass
    DJ's (******* EM!)
    Closed-minded program directors (******* EM!)
    Internet tough guys (******* EM!)
    Managers that steal and lie (******* EM!)
    Janky ass promoters (******* EM!)
    If they ain't rockin' with
    E-40 (******* EM!)[Verse 2:]
    These funny ass acting commercialize rappers be killing me
    But they wouldn't be *******t without radio,
    BET or MTV
    Everybody wanna know how
    I got famous how
    I became a celebrity
    I did it independently didn't nobody signed me potna
    I signed me
    What the ******* you think
    E-40 be saying is he really from the game?
    People love me mane
    I'm an icon it's more than just my slang
    People bug me mane like a python
    I squeeze on em mane
    When you goin retire?
    Probably when
    I expire (uhh)
    You might not see me on the
    TV channel
    But in the hit
    I'm still hot like the left sink handle
    Mobster like
    Marlon Randolph keep it lid like a candle
    Or sumthing like
    Rambo who's mandatory
    I pull the torch (uhh)
    I'm an intelligent heevan
    ******* Chico
    State Police, they ban me for no reason
    And oh yeah, just to let'chu suckers know
    I ain't rapping to fast y'all just listening too slow[Hook][Verse 3:]
    Uhh! They thought
    I was this but
    I was really that
    I been making records before some of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
    Water then ever
    Matta fact
    I think I'm better than
    I was hella years ago selling tapes out the liquor sto'
    How many years was that bro?
    I don't know
    Prolly 24 couple of the vaca's or so, the late eighties about my doe
    Did you pitch that blow?
    Man I plead the fif
    How you get rich than tho?
    ******* by doing this...
    Dedication of hard work, sweat and tears, this ain't luck
    This one of the longest runs in any rap career ******* what
    I got my name from drink and hella beers to the gut
    Standing in front of my home nicknamed by
    Derek Jones (*******)
    I been selling my own with my cell phone me and my own money
    Just me and my family
    I don't know nobody
    But my fans and my folks and my real homies
    That be ready to scrap if somebody say sumthing bad about me[Hook]
  • 作词 : E-40
    作曲 : E-40
    Let me gas this *******t right quick
    UHH![Verse 1:]40
    Something, still got it
    ******* double platinum
    I'm try'na go double profit
    I'm in my own lane, that independent *******t
    They back ******* with me, a hundred thousand *******t
    I'm a pyramid you a *******
    I got that from my *******
    Shake Da Mayor
    Mr. Flamboyant is back
    I cut my head
    They wanna see me go pop but the streets won't let me take it there
    As real as they come it's the shortish on me
    I feel they organic no
    MSGThey diffy can't understand me they tardy
    They true they hella late they outta touch with the streets
    They favorite rapper is weak to me they need to stop sleeping on me
    Separately from the game
    I'm a whole 'nother pedigree
    They don't did them like they used to no mo, mane
    I'm aloneBrah
    I made outta steel these *******s made outta
    Styrofoam[Hook:]
    This industry ass *******s (******* EM!)
    A&R's that think that they rappers (******* EM!)
    Set tripping ass
    DJ's (******* EM!)
    Closed-minded program directors (******* EM!)
    Internet tough guys (******* EM!)
    Managers that steal and lie (******* EM!)
    Janky ass promoters (******* EM!)
    If they ain't rockin' with
    E-40 (******* EM!)[Verse 2:]
    These funny ass acting commercialize rappers be killing me
    But they wouldn't be *******t without radio,
    BET or MTV
    Everybody wanna know how
    I got famous how
    I became a celebrity
    I did it independently didn't nobody signed me potna
    I signed me
    What the ******* you think
    E-40 be saying is he really from the game?
    People love me mane
    I'm an icon it's more than just my slang
    People bug me mane like a python
    I squeeze on em mane
    When you goin retire?
    Probably when
    I expire (uhh)
    You might not see me on the
    TV channel
    But in the hit
    I'm still hot like the left sink handle
    Mobster like
    Marlon Randolph keep it lid like a candle
    Or sumthing like
    Rambo who's mandatory
    I pull the torch (uhh)
    I'm an intelligent heevan
    ******* Chico
    State Police, they ban me for no reason
    And oh yeah, just to let'chu suckers know
    I ain't rapping to fast y'all just listening too slow[Hook][Verse 3:]
    Uhh! They thought
    I was this but
    I was really that
    I been making records before some of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
    Water then ever
    Matta fact
    I think I'm better than
    I was hella years ago selling tapes out the liquor sto'
    How many years was that bro?
    I don't know
    Prolly 24 couple of the vaca's or so, the late eighties about my doe
    Did you pitch that blow?
    Man I plead the fif
    How you get rich than tho?
    ******* by doing this...
    Dedication of hard work, sweat and tears, this ain't luck
    This one of the longest runs in any rap career ******* what
    I got my name from drink and hella beers to the gut
    Standing in front of my home nicknamed by
    Derek Jones (*******)
    I been selling my own with my cell phone me and my own money
    Just me and my family
    I don't know nobody
    But my fans and my folks and my real homies
    That be ready to scrap if somebody say sumthing bad about me[Hook]