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アーティスト:E-40  アルバム:In a Major Way 

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"There is something going on down here..." "In Vallejo" "FedEx!" "In Vallejo, California" "In Vallejo" "In Vallejo, California" He said he's just a, timah name, rang-in Major factor, Fed Ex High-powered lawyers, and a Young nigga havin' his way! ? and cry with his motherfucking nose in the corner Broke up out of that old punk shit and said, "Momma I'ma do what the fuck I wanna!" Hit the streets and make a wheelbarrow full of bread if I end up dead Then press delete- I'm tired of eating powdered meat Within a nigga timah to get to the grind, so that boy scored a quarter key Two hundred and fifty-two electronic milligrams We'll sell it like a coke candy organization And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high-powered shit These are the type of niggas that'll let a nigga know When the drought about to hit, my ?peach and jelly? Get a 40 and mask it, post it on God Because me got me scratch paper buried in the backyard Me and my Click roll thick for real and be thinkin' of funk like you a moth Problems nigga? Let that go or get your head tooken off Catch you out of bounds on the wrong fuckin' s-oil Wrap that ass up like aluminim f-oil I'm Fed Ex, heavy duty nigga, pushin weight (pushin weight) From sardines and Spam to Teriyaki steak, motherfucker ain't but Plus sixteen, fuckin' around with the skillet, makin' a killin' Runnin' through three or four units a week on the over over Puttin' the Whammy on 'em (Whammy on 'em) Cake up and baking soda, all that old shit (What's yo' occupation?) Motherfucker I'm a timah Timah name, rang-in Major factor, Fed Ex High-powered lawyers, and a Young nigga havin his way! Let 'em know, let 'em know main Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know-ow Let 'em know, let 'em know main Let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know-ow Bitch I thought ya knew, bitch I thought ya knew- huh, now check it I'm to the point where I don't touch it no mo' You probably got lieutenants and killers all on the squadron With po-po's on payroll, huh Lavish vehicles, they only make life fo'-up Front row seats at the fights, takin' long expensive flights, huh Q's, P's, birth certificates and fake ID's Like to drink liquor, with beadies and leaves The motherfuckin' fuzz wanna stop us Found our fingerprints on some choppers Listenin' to the scanner, I hear the Penelope's say "Man uh, them nigger boys, I can't stand uh" Young hoodlums sellin' hawk, cloggin up the block Inna come-a new 6-double-zero drop We party in matches VIP's nigga fuck a fly


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