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E-40 f Clipse

Quarterbackin` (DJ Quick Remix)

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[Intro][Malice] E-40 and the Clipse, yeah[E-40] {*cut and scratch "The Quarterback"*}[Verse 1 - Malice]Tell the cops don`t read into it, them days of slanginYay been finished, them days have been done endedSo far gone them days that I`m offendedSnitches can`t speak my name till they get windedCan`t you tell there`s been a switch made?Now fellas decide, that they wanna run and tell like in the 5th gradeBut I`m too gone, young`n be clearEven when you see me, I am not really thereAnd I ain`t play fair, wit my eye on the enemyHuggin the block just me and my mini-meDid it and lived it, grinded hereCops feelin where my crotch at, find it yeahNot only was I in the game I was gifted in itServed food to the fiends and we called them dinnersPut the raw wit the fakeout, mixed it in itCan`t explain it, cats hustle guess it just was in us, Malicious[Chorus - E-40]If you got the turn cracking and ya money`s stackin`Ya, quarterbackin`, quarterbackin`Leader of the squad and you`re the team captainYa, quarterbackin`, quarterbackin`Got a little change and you`re driving a RangeYa, quarterbackin`, quarterbackin`If you`re sound system bangs and you`re pushin them thangsYa, quarterbackin`, quarterbackin`[Verse 2 - E-40]Might not know what I`m talking about, if you ain`t never lived itI see you`d a done it, see fiends vomitGreen stuff I had to clean it up wit CometMean stuff, so many deaths my streets is hauntedBelieve us, you shoulda seen usLike Wild E. Coyote make super geniusGets a lots like Serena and VenusI only had a couple jobs in my lifeBut not too many thought I was grownWho woulda thought I`d sell my scale for a microphoneAnd be rapping about it up in this song, sliding on some chromeUh, this long money I earn, I`m bald-headedBut I used to have a Lord Jesus perm (Lord Jesus perm)When my name was Earl, before the rap gameRunning from Secret Squirrel, I had my own thangI was raised by wolves, hyenas and barracudas, gorillas and bulls, uh[Chorus][Verse 3 - Pusha T]I play the field like Vick, from endzone to endzoneServe that ish like snow cones in the hoodAnd trench in the gutter, I was lost to the goodCause I make gat stutta, like an O.G. shouldMama`s lookin`, so mistookenNight`s in the kitchen, thought I never finish cookin`Way before, paid for this here that I`m mouthin`Nineteen years young, upward of eighty-thousandTrust me young`n, Pusha was never browsin` for nothingSection 8, housing; I`m stomping through like King KongClaiming his home his jungleMumblers beware the hood hate singersI connect block to corner like JengaFall never, you seen emPosting in ya hood, leaning fiends like the Tower of PizaDamn he`s good[Chorus x2][Outro - E-40]Uh! Now of course ya know I ain`t talking about sports(The Quarterback) I`m talking bout runnin` some shitI`m taking about orchestrating and illustratingAnd glorifying yo paper routeGetting out there hustling, grittin and grindinDoing yo thug thizzle, magigledaleQuarterbackin man, hustlin` mayneTrust that manye, yeah in real life mayneSome call it pitchin`, some call it grindin`We call it quarterbackin`Yeah and I ain`t talking about sportsTrust that, oooh-ah{*cut and scratch "The Quarterback"*} - [Til fade]

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