[E-40]
You know my.. my whole def-a-nation is to spit straight game
You dig that? (Straight game) I I come from the game baby y'know
I come from this m***********, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's like this n****
Pimped-out all day you know Hillside Vallejo n****
You undersmell me? Been speakin the real for many moons
My n***** in the 7-0-7 on down to Compton
I'm in my FUBU drawers, she in her gown
cause if some cats tryin to have at me,
I sick the canine in the background
I'm plannin on splittin my crown but it ain't gon' be too simple
See I'm a baller, I got bars around the window
Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads "warning: beware of dog!"
You play the frog if you feel froggish n**** leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin, sometimes they don't eat
Elroy speak to me about my triple-beam; officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin nuts and fruits
Run with a whole bunch of rugged rowdy-a** knuckleheads, knahwhatImean?
Big n****, the size of a football team
I wear these glasses so that I can look like a square
but if you ever see me in a fight with a bear
don't help me n****, help the bear!!
Me and my wales, we be c***in
But see you the type of the n**** that'll go in the backroom
and beep yo'self and act like yo' pager boomin
Yeah man, cause a real tycoon
gon' take this s*** from the flo' to the moon
Still Northstar ridin, six-oh strikin
Switch up V-S cherry chokin the wrist and the pinkie
But keep it loose around the neck and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' fill a n**** cup, fill it up with paper
cause we ballaholics b****, ain't that quiet about this s***
If you're on it spend it like you mean it
Uhh, I'll have you
Ever since I was ankle low to a centipede's claw
I always wanted to play pro-baseball
Weepolization family, that's my favorite sport
but instead I'm back and forth to jail and in and out of court
BEOTCH! Serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a f*** how much courage juice you had
n**** yo' mug don't mean like mine!
I bring the noise like a cymbal {*CRASH*}
I f*** with 40 dem, make you stick your pistol out the window
BEOTCH! Y'all oughta see me at the state fair
Showin off in front of my broad; tryin to win my lil' nieces
one of the biggest stuffed animal prizes there
Nicknamed Charlie but my street name is Earl
Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell nephew Lil' Darrell
I know these streets like the Task Force know dope
I am the streeets, my ghetto pass can't be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my t**hes, forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day, maybe that's why I ain't go no ends
You see, you n***** real truant mayne
Runnin around here puttin a black eye in the game
when we tryin to feed y'all somethin nutritional for the brain
and nourish yo' game
You see there's two type of n***** in this world:
those that eat and those that don't
What type of n**** is you, you know?
You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out your trash
You dig?
You can call me Lawry's cause I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when it's bleeding
Don't get me wrong, I love s** but I don't play that part
I love Virginia, but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good, and I might Dolce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' a** some bread, and let you go buy up some s***
Callin yourself takin advantage of my riches
I'm tryin to be nice to yo' a**
I normally talk bad about you b******
Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin and bein notorious
for slappin chickenheads upside they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, callin all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, 40-Water the Ballaholic
I'D RATHER FLY THAN RIDE AMTRAK
When I'm in Dallas I f*** with (?), and go hard black
Make an opera singer wanna write some raps
Papered up - like who? Like a fax BEOTCH
I know you didn't say papered up like a fats
(Yeah I did, yeah I did) Yeah, cause we do this s***
up off the ground on a pitcher's mound
Slidin, to the bad catcher, able to s***** ya
Bat yo' G out the pocket
Run it again with a n**** that's in the socket
And it ain't my problem, if the hoe hollerin
We all about dollars, and collar-poppin
n****, BEOTCH!!!
Baller, let me explain to you, a ballaholic n****
Undersmell this n****
If you got your ve-hi-cle in your baby's momma's name
n**** youse a ballaholic, n**** you undersmell me?
Please believe in a n****
Ballaholic n****, you undersmell me?
If you sittin on gold tennis shoe slippers n****,
you undersmell me? Youse a ballaholic
Don't ever get it twisted n****, yeah
If you put ten thousand down on some je-wels n****
over at your house n**** in Frisco n****
and go back and get it the next day, youse a ballaholic
You smell that n****? Ballaholics n****
Ballaholics f*** with Sic-Wid-It records n****
Ballaholics listen to that mob s*** n****
We stick to the rules and regulations of this m*********** game
you undersmell that? Please believe it, b****-a** n*****
IF YOUSE A BALLAHOLIC, n**** (scream it like you mean it)
youse a baller, please believe that
That's what a ballaholic is n****
We ball til we have it all you undersmell that?
Rick Rock, youse a ballaholic?
My n****, my n**** D-Wiz a ballaholic
don't ever get it twitted n****
My n**** Kaveo in the m*********** with me you undersmell that?
We some fools with it
My n**** Steve Garvey, (??), you undersmell that?
And that n**** Muggsy you know he's a f***** ballaholic
Gold-tooth m*********** pretty boy Floyd a** n****
I love you to death m***********, f*** ya though
f*** ya f*** ya f*** ya I'm in this m*********** FOR LIFE!
V.. A.. L-L-H-O, L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
BALLAHOLIC BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!!!
You know my.. my whole def-a-nation is to spit straight game
You dig that? (Straight game) I I come from the game baby y'know
I come from this m***********, you undersmell that?
Aya, and you know, it's like this n****
Pimped-out all day you know Hillside Vallejo n****
You undersmell me? Been speakin the real for many moons
My n***** in the 7-0-7 on down to Compton
I'm in my FUBU drawers, she in her gown
cause if some cats tryin to have at me,
I sick the canine in the background
I'm plannin on splittin my crown but it ain't gon' be too simple
See I'm a baller, I got bars around the window
Rottweilers, pits, aikietas, doberman pischers tanked up in the yard
With a sign on the fence that reads "warning: beware of dog!"
You play the frog if you feel froggish n**** leap
I neglect my dogs, starvin, sometimes they don't eat
Elroy speak to me about my triple-beam; officer, I got proof
Po'-po', that's for weighin nuts and fruits
Run with a whole bunch of rugged rowdy-a** knuckleheads, knahwhatImean?
Big n****, the size of a football team
I wear these glasses so that I can look like a square
but if you ever see me in a fight with a bear
don't help me n****, help the bear!!
Me and my wales, we be c***in
But see you the type of the n**** that'll go in the backroom
and beep yo'self and act like yo' pager boomin
Yeah man, cause a real tycoon
gon' take this s*** from the flo' to the moon
Still Northstar ridin, six-oh strikin
Switch up V-S cherry chokin the wrist and the pinkie
But keep it loose around the neck and make sure hoes in check
So if you gon' fill a n**** cup, fill it up with paper
cause we ballaholics b****, ain't that quiet about this s***
If you're on it spend it like you mean it
Uhh, I'll have you
Ever since I was ankle low to a centipede's claw
I always wanted to play pro-baseball
Weepolization family, that's my favorite sport
but instead I'm back and forth to jail and in and out of court
BEOTCH! Serious about my rock shrine
I don't give a f*** how much courage juice you had
n**** yo' mug don't mean like mine!
I bring the noise like a cymbal {*CRASH*}
I f*** with 40 dem, make you stick your pistol out the window
BEOTCH! Y'all oughta see me at the state fair
Showin off in front of my broad; tryin to win my lil' nieces
one of the biggest stuffed animal prizes there
Nicknamed Charlie but my street name is Earl
Ballaholic like Felix Mitchell nephew Lil' Darrell
I know these streets like the Task Force know dope
I am the streeets, my ghetto pass can't be revoked
Ten percent, I paid my t**hes, forgive me for my sins
Smoke an ounce of weed a day, maybe that's why I ain't go no ends
You see, you n***** real truant mayne
Runnin around here puttin a black eye in the game
when we tryin to feed y'all somethin nutritional for the brain
and nourish yo' game
You see there's two type of n***** in this world:
those that eat and those that don't
What type of n**** is you, you know?
You see we got the tycoon status
Big hogs, tryin to pile the money up out your trash
You dig?
You can call me Lawry's cause I'm seasoned
I eat crevice, but not when it's bleeding
Don't get me wrong, I love s** but I don't play that part
I love Virginia, but not when the Virginia's tart
Toss me good, and I might Dolce and Gabbana it
Gave yo' a** some bread, and let you go buy up some s***
Callin yourself takin advantage of my riches
I'm tryin to be nice to yo' a**
I normally talk bad about you b******
Invested to "Tha Hall of Game" buggin and bein notorious
for slappin chickenheads upside they weave-a with my Nokia
Mayday mayday, callin all patrol cars and units
Be on the lookout for the Hillside managler, 40-Water the Ballaholic
I'D RATHER FLY THAN RIDE AMTRAK
When I'm in Dallas I f*** with (?), and go hard black
Make an opera singer wanna write some raps
Papered up - like who? Like a fax BEOTCH
I know you didn't say papered up like a fats
(Yeah I did, yeah I did) Yeah, cause we do this s***
up off the ground on a pitcher's mound
Slidin, to the bad catcher, able to s***** ya
Bat yo' G out the pocket
Run it again with a n**** that's in the socket
And it ain't my problem, if the hoe hollerin
We all about dollars, and collar-poppin
n****, BEOTCH!!!
Baller, let me explain to you, a ballaholic n****
Undersmell this n****
If you got your ve-hi-cle in your baby's momma's name
n**** youse a ballaholic, n**** you undersmell me?
Please believe in a n****
Ballaholic n****, you undersmell me?
If you sittin on gold tennis shoe slippers n****,
you undersmell me? Youse a ballaholic
Don't ever get it twisted n****, yeah
If you put ten thousand down on some je-wels n****
over at your house n**** in Frisco n****
and go back and get it the next day, youse a ballaholic
You smell that n****? Ballaholics n****
Ballaholics f*** with Sic-Wid-It records n****
Ballaholics listen to that mob s*** n****
We stick to the rules and regulations of this m*********** game
you undersmell that? Please believe it, b****-a** n*****
IF YOUSE A BALLAHOLIC, n**** (scream it like you mean it)
youse a baller, please believe that
That's what a ballaholic is n****
We ball til we have it all you undersmell that?
Rick Rock, youse a ballaholic?
My n****, my n**** D-Wiz a ballaholic
don't ever get it twitted n****
My n**** Kaveo in the m*********** with me you undersmell that?
We some fools with it
My n**** Steve Garvey, (??), you undersmell that?
And that n**** Muggsy you know he's a f***** ballaholic
Gold-tooth m*********** pretty boy Floyd a** n****
I love you to death m***********, f*** ya though
f*** ya f*** ya f*** ya I'm in this m*********** FOR LIFE!
V.. A.. L-L-H-O, L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
L-I-C, it's me E-Feeze-E
BALLAHOLIC BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!!!