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    E-40 Clown Wit It

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Forty water and Mystikal

    What cha know about that, nigga?

    What cha want, girl?

    You interested in a thug ass nigga

    Wit battle wounds and scars

    Lawyers, doctors, rappers

    R&B singers or sports stars?

    Wig splittas and dome crackers that's all I'm accustomed to

    Allergic to suckas and bustas and get to sneezin' and shit

    Ain't affiliated wit pathological liars and name droppers

    Just bosses and mafia niggas, slick talkers and collar poppas

    Drug traffic and racketeer bank robbers

    Young pits pants saggin', totin' and packin' choppers

    Having this ghetto money tryin' to stay papered up like a fax

    I keep tellin' all these niggas out this way

    You ain't got to have dandruff to have scratch

    Protect yo neck and yo chest

    See, my mentality hasn't changed

    Just my physical address, nothin' less

    I smoke wit the gromiest and the highest

    Takin' my chances on hepatitis

    Sharin' my fortys of malt liquor drinkin'

    211, after any old nigga thinking

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    Player boss wit it

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    Give a fuck wit it

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    I mean sic wit it

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    Nigga, you must have been drinkin' dog water

    If you think you can fuck wit the bayou godfather

    Smoke like scaldin' water I'm come from the 12th ward

    Cuts and welts and scars whoever face-off

    Burnin' and turnin', they lights out makin' them stay dark

    Body beatin' and sweepin', keepin' 'em sleepin'

    Heat seekin' deletin' 'cause, bitch, I ain't need cha

    Feel like bullets hit cha when the rhymes flyin' off

    When I get finish wit cha, you gonna feelin', dog tired, boss

    Jump shop, hop flight, cop ride and

    Tellin' finally smell it and chop it up wit Fonzarelli

    These niggas be sounding like they talking 'bout they on one

    But when I come, they only fuck up, one run like home run

    Fire-bringa, rhyme-singa, pussy-banga, young dick-slanga

    They funky like Kunta Kinte own thang

    On my bike I'm ridin' the fuckin' rap game on the handle bars

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    Pimpin' mob wit it

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    Player boss wit it

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    Give a fuck wit it

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    I mean sic wit it

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    Pimpin' mob wit it

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    Player boss wit it

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    Give a fuck wit it

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    I'm talkin' sic wit it

    Clown wit it

    Livin' in California ain't always so cute like New Orleans

    Fuck around and get yo head put on flat in a road rage dispute

    The poor get poorer and the rich keep gettin' richer

    These hoers keep pourin' and the spicks keep getting slicker

    I play the game for what it's worth

    Hard like penitentiary steel, not soft like a Nerf

    I know some cats, seriously, homey, maybe twice

    Ain't neva been pass four blocks in they li-a-life

    Dudes can't even dream a dream about gettin' paid

    Just sittin' on the corner, sittin' for about a decade

    I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I'm a rebel

    Some cats'll bury their self alive

    Just to prove they know how to use a shovel

    And about you sounding like everybody else

    Ass rappers knock my flow

    But in the back of your head, you really be sayin'

    That their nigga right their be snappin' that nigga from the back

    I ain't even gon' lie pimpin' that nigga a fool right there

    He got a fool style that nigga there can go go

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    Pimpin' mob wit it

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    Player boss wit it

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    Give a fuck wit it

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    I mean sic wit it

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    Pimpin' mob wit it

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

    Player boss wit it

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    Give a fuck wit it

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    I'm talkin' sic wit it

    Clown wit it, clown wit it

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    Biatch

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