Nuttin’ Ass Nigga

I’m not a nuttin’ ass nigga, just down for my riches, I figure it takesAbout a million or 500.000 tapesTo become officially gold or platinum statusThat’s why I’m always at thisPractise, in and out tha studio 24-7My occupation, this is how I make my livin’I get harrassed mostly everywhere I […]


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Carlos Rossi

(B-Legit)What’s up fool, I got like 3 buck on the RossiLet’s go get perved(E-40)You don’t wanna get perved, niggaYou don’t wanna fuck wit this Rossi shit(…)Man, don’t forget the ice man(E-40)Oh, you want something toO.K. (Chorus)Top of the line wine, Carlos RossiDrinkin’ on some of of that top of the […]


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Rat Heads

Rat heads get nothin but cheese y’all (The nigga that talks, he’s a bitch) 4x [ VERSE 1 ]Would you look, would you listenNiggas be snitchin, talkin, rattinAll up in the joint, man, singin, chattinTalkin all that old really fruitful riff-raff-ass shit, maynSpeakin on every nigga in the muthafuckin dope […]


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Million Dollar Spot

Righteous people be knowin what I be doin is protect my peoplesmillion dollar spotUhh, that’s right, uhh, my million dollar spotMy million dollar spot (beyatch) my million dollar spotMy million dollar spot, on the block bring it hot (beyatch)On the spot, my million dollar spot, uhh Verse One: E-40 Major […]


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Rapper’s Ball

Where them naked hoes at? E-Feezey! Too Scheezy!We off the heezy fo’scheezy baby! Off the heezy I thought you theezy!!Niggaz ain’t havin no cheesy like us main! They ain’t havin no raveez!Shit. Haha you know us.Where K-Ceeezi at man? Tell him sing that shit. Lace dem fools or something.Beotch! Chorus: […]


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H.I. Double L.

(E-40)Hey ah, which way should I steer ahThe beat keeps knockin down my rear view mirror Pervin like a mothafucka swervinHope I don’t scrub in my ’95 SuburbanTo go throughout the community squattin on gold tippy toesPeep, breathin on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin niggas tweakQuick fast and a hurry don’t […]


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