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[E-40]<br />Mobb that shit out nigga!<br />Bosko, mobb that shit, BEYOTCH!<br />Mobb shit (mobb shit)<br />We invented this shit (what'd we do?)<br />Boy I helped pioneer this<br />Boy I helped pioneer this..<br />.. HOE BEOTCH!<br /><br />I'm irkin; head spinnin dome swervin<br />Emergin to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin<br />Stoned ain't got a lick but a bra protection on my phone<br />therefore that'll make it this that much easier<br />for anybody with a computer that got the right data information<br />software to CLONE, clone it off the streets - how much?<br />Basshead dis down playa price boy a hundred piece (hundred piece)<br />Shit I don't figure dat dere ain't no mo' worse than clonin sheep<br />Just understand, I dub this for my weeples<br />More hair on my face than my daddy do (daddy do)<br />I guess it's them steroids that they been puttin in our food (in our food)<br />Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for ID<br />before he get to askin me and if he ask me for ID then I'ma get<br />?? bitch to use some of that swindlin ass fast-fast talkin<br />con man ?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology<br />Niggaz got it tough out here; tough out here, it's rough<br />Niggaz got it rough out here; nigga out here it's tough<br /><br />Chorus: E-40 (repeat 2X)<br /><br />Let's hit the weed spot, let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />Let's hit the liquor sto', let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />Let's hit the house party, let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />"Pull up sideways, doin about a buck-fifty"<br /><br />[E-40]<br />"Hello my friend!" Whassuper dude?<br />Give me a pack of sunflower seeds <br />and a box of larger size Magnum rubbers<br />A generic lemon squeeze lime juice<br />and a bottle of Goldschlager<br />A pack of licorice, lick-em-and-lock-em Zig-Zags<br />a hard boiled egg and them pickled pig feet (pickled pigs feet)<br />Shit I gotta do as much fuckin and partyin as I can<br />I gotta go turn myself in next week (BEOTCH)<br />I'm up all night - playawhatchagonnabedoin?<br />Up in somebody's ?? layin pipe<br />Bitchbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' ass of rape;<br />cause you rap<br />Sa' HOE, I ain't even tryin to entertain that<br />See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball<br />Pussy fallin all out of my Granada<br />Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado<br />Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot The Mack<br />Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me<br />name was Curtis and B.O.<br />Well whaddya know? Doo doo dirt clucks ??<br />Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella mo' (BEOTCH)<br />Bitch-ass niggaz like B-Legit and ?? ??<br />and Mac-Shon, mack D-Shot and Lil' Bruce - BEOTCH!<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40]<br />On the dope track where the bassheads be comin through<br />I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo<br />My baby's momma she sick, she on that glass dick<br />Be crawlin all on the RUG lookin for that shit!<br />Hogan High School prom queen right?<br />On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything that's white<br />That's how you can tell that a dopefiend's gone psycho<br />when they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains with they high beams<br />On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin (what happened?)<br />One of my dudes, SERIOUSLY, he rollin<br />then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs a-course<br />with intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up gettin reversed<br />I left they kite flyin, down for the grind, witnesses dissolve<br />A prime example of bad karma, Murphy's Law<br />If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit<br />But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with!<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40] Hoeeeeeeeeee! SHIT!<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Mob shit<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Mob shit'll never fall<br />Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that?<br />What mob shit do?<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />All mob shit do is quadruple<br />I'm in this bitch, irkin like a motherfucker<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Fuckin shit, BEOTCH!<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Yeah that's that shit<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />See that's that shit that get a nigga krunk, right there<br />That's that shit that'll get a nigga buck, on they hoe ass<br />Mobb that shit out nigga!<br />Bosko, mobb that shit - they ain't knowin<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh, see I spit that shit too look here<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh, make the shit go like this here<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh...
New song lyrics
[E-40]<br />Mobb that shit out nigga!<br />Bosko, mobb that shit, BEYOTCH!<br />Mobb shit (mobb shit)<br />We invented this shit (what'd we do?)<br />Boy I helped pioneer this<br />Boy I helped pioneer this..<br />.. HOE BEOTCH!<br /><br />I'm irkin; head spinnin dome swervin<br />Emergin to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin<br />Stoned ain't got a lick but a bra protection on my phone<br />therefore that'll make it this that much easier<br />for anybody with a computer that got the right data information<br />software to CLONE, clone it off the streets - how much?<br />Basshead dis down playa price boy a hundred piece (hundred piece)<br />Shit I don't figure dat dere ain't no mo' worse than clonin sheep<br />Just understand, I dub this for my weeples<br />More hair on my face than my daddy do (daddy do)<br />I guess it's them steroids that they been puttin in our food (in our food)<br />Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for ID<br />before he get to askin me and if he ask me for ID then I'ma get<br />?? bitch to use some of that swindlin ass fast-fast talkin<br />con man ?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology<br />Niggaz got it tough out here; tough out here, it's rough<br />Niggaz got it rough out here; nigga out here it's tough<br /><br />Chorus: E-40 (repeat 2X)<br /><br />Let's hit the weed spot, let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />Let's hit the liquor sto', let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />Let's hit the house party, let's hit the L.I.Q.<br />"Pull up sideways, doin about a buck-fifty"<br /><br />[E-40]<br />"Hello my friend!" Whassuper dude?<br />Give me a pack of sunflower seeds <br />and a box of larger size Magnum rubbers<br />A generic lemon squeeze lime juice<br />and a bottle of Goldschlager<br />A pack of licorice, lick-em-and-lock-em Zig-Zags<br />a hard boiled egg and them pickled pig feet (pickled pigs feet)<br />Shit I gotta do as much fuckin and partyin as I can<br />I gotta go turn myself in next week (BEOTCH)<br />I'm up all night - playawhatchagonnabedoin?<br />Up in somebody's ?? layin pipe<br />Bitchbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' ass of rape;<br />cause you rap<br />Sa' HOE, I ain't even tryin to entertain that<br />See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball<br />Pussy fallin all out of my Granada<br />Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado<br />Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot The Mack<br />Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me<br />name was Curtis and B.O.<br />Well whaddya know? Doo doo dirt clucks ??<br />Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella mo' (BEOTCH)<br />Bitch-ass niggaz like B-Legit and ?? ??<br />and Mac-Shon, mack D-Shot and Lil' Bruce - BEOTCH!<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40]<br />On the dope track where the bassheads be comin through<br />I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo<br />My baby's momma she sick, she on that glass dick<br />Be crawlin all on the RUG lookin for that shit!<br />Hogan High School prom queen right?<br />On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything that's white<br />That's how you can tell that a dopefiend's gone psycho<br />when they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains with they high beams<br />On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin (what happened?)<br />One of my dudes, SERIOUSLY, he rollin<br />then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs a-course<br />with intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up gettin reversed<br />I left they kite flyin, down for the grind, witnesses dissolve<br />A prime example of bad karma, Murphy's Law<br />If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit<br />But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with!<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />[E-40] Hoeeeeeeeeee! SHIT!<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Mob shit<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Mob shit'll never fall<br />Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that?<br />What mob shit do?<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />All mob shit do is quadruple<br />I'm in this bitch, irkin like a motherfucker<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Fuckin shit, BEOTCH!<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />Yeah that's that shit<br />"I don't care, call the cops.."<br />See that's that shit that get a nigga krunk, right there<br />That's that shit that'll get a nigga buck, on they hoe ass<br />Mobb that shit out nigga!<br />Bosko, mobb that shit - they ain't knowin<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh, see I spit that shit too look here<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh, make the shit go like this here<br />Oooo-eeee-oooh...
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