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  • 作词 : Earl Stevens/Ricardo Thomas
    作曲 : Earl Stevens/Ricardo Thomas
    Huh? want me to speak the real?
    [kaveo]
    Speak the real man
    [e-40]
    ****** speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    It's a quarter after nine on my am fm
    Radio shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
    "40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
    You can't afford to pass no money i know you heard about that"
    What, what? "task raided millersville ms. miller had a heart attack"
    Dude, that's some cold *******t, ain't it huh?
    I know, she was a good person for certain i know
    V-town, california where i was born, raised and grown
    And since 1979 i been a hustler on the go
    You know the drill, my mission for real, a mealticket
    You feel, we slowly but surely approachin seven digits
    Figurines, sticky doo-hicky and angel dust
    Mescaline, ******s know better than ****** with us
    I'm pimped out flossin in reno in the casino
    Big bid, ****** off feddie i could've put down on a crib
    I does that, i do, rejuvenate, redeem
    Take a lose, take a lose
    Don't make a scene
    ****** charge it to the triple beam
    ****** the stress
    I let that orange box of baking soda do the rest
    Holler at my neighborhood chef, raul
    Known for cloning chickens and turning one into two
    That's what he do for a living
    That's all he's used to
    Playtex rubber dishwa*******ng gloves and residue, biotch!!!!
    (hook)
    [kaveo]
    Bull*******t ain't nothin
    You see we gone keep this thuggin
    And mean muggin jump until it's a done deal
    You see e-40 and sick wid it bring the real nothin but
    What if i bring this back down?
    You gots to be about it or be without it
    [e-40]
    Be about it or without it
    Ay, you know what? i smell you on that playboy, look
    We fin to run down a a whole tac on these ****** ass ******z
    ******s ain't smellin this *******t
    We do this *******t
    Last night i slapped a ****** upside her dome
    With my faulty phone
    That heifer's tired
    She tried to slash my tire
    Caught me in the bed with her cousin tanji
    From the track
    She use to hold my sack
    I use to ****** her down way back in 86
    She use to look just like a skank
    But now that ****** got a ass, *******, body and boy that bich is bad
    For what it's worth, the ******* smelled like certs
    Victoria's secret
    Now folks just remember i never said i thought about lickin *******
    I said i never thought about eatin
    Keepin it and treatin it nice
    ****** that i'm a hog
    I put it down, i'm from the hood
    Where i live, on the outskirts
    And down on the tuck in the cut
    In clemente apar**ents man
    I'm a baller so you know i ain't got *******t in my name
    I'm strictly ghetto celebrity, ******z get buried
    Ready for combat if you plottin and plannin
    Oh if you come for me and confiscate my dough
    Let the buzzer be the bail
    But my suggestion is to stay within your envelope
    I'm block to block, swingin on vines
    Community service, put up stop signs
    (hook)
    [kaveo]
    Uhhh!!! hold the ****** on!!
    Did you or did you not tell these ******z to stay within they envelope?
    Sheeit, these timers are green to the game
    They ain't know nothin about these tramps
    Six bedroom flats and gettin dealt and held a hand across the mat
    You see we from the yay where we control they minds
    And put these hoes on the grind
    [e-40]
    Ain't got to but i still touch it
    Went to the seven eleven picked up a traders book and bought a bucket
    Use to have a perm bigger than the charlotte hornets
    But i had to cut that ****** off cause see your patna had warrant
    That i ain't even handled yet although i'm havin cake
    The little homie from the hood want me to put out his tape
    He kinda tight too, remind me of the click crew
    Cause they was spittin that old high powered
    Godzilla ballin guru ass type *******t you
    Can relate to, wake to, 'scape to when it's sunny
    Ride by, slide by, get at a honey
    I know these streets like i know my ******
    I can tell you who the ****** is that's about to get jacked
    And the ****** that pulled the lick
    I got this ****** on lock
    999,999 plus a dollar in a safe deposit box
    ********* crops still in this roster
    Kilogram, coca leaf and morphien
    What about my ******s in the 4-1-5
    Look what they made
    My ******z in the city
    They call it made
    Top grade regeneration, uncut
    Designer ******, straight hempilation, what the ******
    Sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit sheit, sheit...
    Hell yeah, sheit!!
    999,999 plus a dollar, plus a dollar man
    Plus a dollar, plus a dollar man equals a mealticket ******
    Biotch!!!
    Sheit! sheit!
  • 作词 : Earl Stevens/Ricardo Thomas
    作曲 : Earl Stevens/Ricardo Thomas
    Huh? want me to speak the real?
    [kaveo]
    Speak the real man
    [e-40]
    ****** speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    Speak the real
    It's a quarter after nine on my am fm
    Radio shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
    "40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
    You can't afford to pass no money i know you heard about that"
    What, what? "task raided millersville ms. miller had a heart attack"
    Dude, that's some cold *******t, ain't it huh?
    I know, she was a good person for certain i know
    V-town, california where i was born, raised and grown
    And since 1979 i been a hustler on the go
    You know the drill, my mission for real, a mealticket
    You feel, we slowly but surely approachin seven digits
    Figurines, sticky doo-hicky and angel dust
    Mescaline, ******s know better than ****** with us
    I'm pimped out flossin in reno in the casino
    Big bid, ****** off feddie i could've put down on a crib
    I does that, i do, rejuvenate, redeem
    Take a lose, take a lose
    Don't make a scene
    ****** charge it to the triple beam
    ****** the stress
    I let that orange box of baking soda do the rest
    Holler at my neighborhood chef, raul
    Known for cloning chickens and turning one into two
    That's what he do for a living
    That's all he's used to
    Playtex rubber dishwa*******ng gloves and residue, biotch!!!!
    (hook)
    [kaveo]
    Bull*******t ain't nothin
    You see we gone keep this thuggin
    And mean muggin jump until it's a done deal
    You see e-40 and sick wid it bring the real nothin but
    What if i bring this back down?
    You gots to be about it or be without it
    [e-40]
    Be about it or without it
    Ay, you know what? i smell you on that playboy, look
    We fin to run down a a whole tac on these ****** ass ******z
    ******s ain't smellin this *******t
    We do this *******t
    Last night i slapped a ****** upside her dome
    With my faulty phone
    That heifer's tired
    She tried to slash my tire
    Caught me in the bed with her cousin tanji
    From the track
    She use to hold my sack
    I use to ****** her down way back in 86
    She use to look just like a skank
    But now that ****** got a ass, *******, body and boy that bich is bad
    For what it's worth, the ******* smelled like certs
    Victoria's secret
    Now folks just remember i never said i thought about lickin *******
    I said i never thought about eatin
    Keepin it and treatin it nice
    ****** that i'm a hog
    I put it down, i'm from the hood
    Where i live, on the outskirts
    And down on the tuck in the cut
    In clemente apar**ents man
    I'm a baller so you know i ain't got *******t in my name
    I'm strictly ghetto celebrity, ******z get buried
    Ready for combat if you plottin and plannin
    Oh if you come for me and confiscate my dough
    Let the buzzer be the bail
    But my suggestion is to stay within your envelope
    I'm block to block, swingin on vines
    Community service, put up stop signs
    (hook)
    [kaveo]
    Uhhh!!! hold the ****** on!!
    Did you or did you not tell these ******z to stay within they envelope?
    Sheeit, these timers are green to the game
    They ain't know nothin about these tramps
    Six bedroom flats and gettin dealt and held a hand across the mat
    You see we from the yay where we control they minds
    And put these hoes on the grind
    [e-40]
    Ain't got to but i still touch it
    Went to the seven eleven picked up a traders book and bought a bucket
    Use to have a perm bigger than the charlotte hornets
    But i had to cut that ****** off cause see your patna had warrant
    That i ain't even handled yet although i'm havin cake
    The little homie from the hood want me to put out his tape
    He kinda tight too, remind me of the click crew
    Cause they was spittin that old high powered
    Godzilla ballin guru ass type *******t you
    Can relate to, wake to, 'scape to when it's sunny
    Ride by, slide by, get at a honey
    I know these streets like i know my ******
    I can tell you who the ****** is that's about to get jacked
    And the ****** that pulled the lick
    I got this ****** on lock
    999,999 plus a dollar in a safe deposit box
    ********* crops still in this roster
    Kilogram, coca leaf and morphien
    What about my ******s in the 4-1-5
    Look what they made
    My ******z in the city
    They call it made
    Top grade regeneration, uncut
    Designer ******, straight hempilation, what the ******
    Sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit sheit, sheit...
    Hell yeah, sheit!!
    999,999 plus a dollar, plus a dollar man
    Plus a dollar, plus a dollar man equals a mealticket ******
    Biotch!!!
    Sheit! sheit!