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Текст песни E-40 f Kaveo - $999,999 + $1 = A Mealticket

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[E-40]Huh? Want me to speak the real?[Kaveo]Speak the real man[E-40]Nigga speak the realSpeak the realSpeak the realSpeak the realSpeak the realIt`s a quarter after nine on my AM FM Radio Shack digital motel six o’ clock alarm reads"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grindYou can`t afford to pass no money I know you heard about that"What, what? "Task raided Millersville Ms. Miller had a heart attack"Dude, that`s some cold shit, ain`t it huh?I know, she was a good person for certain I knowV-Town, California where I was born, raised and grown And since 1979 I been a hustler on the goYou know the drill, my mission for real, a mealticketYou feel, we slowly but surely approachin seven digitsFigurines, sticky doo-hicky and angel dustMescaline, niggas know better than fuck with usI`m pimped out flossin in Reno in the casinoBig bid, fuckin off feddie I could`ve put down on a cribI does that, I do, rejuvenate, redeemTake a lose, take a loseDon`t make a sceneNigga charge it to the triple beamFuck the stress I let that orange box of baking soda do the restHoller at my neighborhood chef, RaulKnown for cloning chickens and turning one into twoThat`s what he do for a living That`s all he`s used toPlaytex rubber dishwashing gloves and residue, Biotch!!!!(Hook)[Kaveo]Bullshit ain`t nothinYou see we gone keep this thugginand mean muggin jump until it`s a done dealYou see E-40 and Sick Wid It bring the real nothin butWhat if I bring this back down?You gots to be about it or be without it[E-40]Be about it or without itAy, you know what? I smell you on that playboy, lookWe fin to run down a a whole tac on these bitch ass niggazNiggas ain`t smellin this shitWe do this shitLast night I slapped a bitch upside her domeWith my faulty phone That heifer`s tiredShe tried to slash my tireCaught me in the bed with her cousin TanjiFrom the track She use to hold my sackI use to dick her down way back in 86She use to look just like a skankBut now that bitch got a ass, tits, body and boy that bich is badFor what it`s worth, the pussy smelled like CertsVictoria`s SecretNow folks just remember I never said I thought about lickin pussy I said I never thought about eatinKeepin it and treatin it niceFuck that I`m a hogI put it down, I`m from the hoodWhere I live, on the outskirtsAnd down on the tuck in the cutIn Clemente Apartments manI`m a baller so you know I ain`t got shit in my nameI`m strictly ghetto celebrity, niggaz get buriedReady for combat if you plottin and planninOh if you come for me and confiscate my doughLet the buzzer be the bailBut my suggestion is to stay within your envelopeI`m block to block, swingin on vinesCommunity service, put up stop signs(Hook) [Kaveo]Uhhh!!! Hold the fuck on!!Did you or did you not tell these niggaz to stay within they envelope?Sheeit, these toddlers are green to the gameThey ain`t know nothin about these trampssix bedroom flats and gettin dealt and held a hand across the matYou see we from the Yay where we control they mindsand put these hoes on the grind[E-40] Ain`t got to but I still touch itWent to the Seven Eleven picked up a traders book and bought a bucketUse to have a perm taller than the Charlotte HornetsBut I had to cut that bitch off cause see your patna had warrantThat I ain`t even handled yet although I`m havin cakeThe little homie from the hood want me to put out his tapeHe kinda tight too, remind me of The Click crewCause they was spittin that old high poweredGodzilla ballin guru ass type shit youcan relate to, wake to, `scape to when it`s sunnyRide by, slide by, get at a honeyI know these streets like I know my dickI can tell you who the nigga is that`s about to get jackedAnd the nigga that pulled the lickI got this bitch on lock999,999 plus a dollar in a safe deposit boxMarijuana crops still in this rosterKilogram, coca leaf and morphienWhat about my niggas in the 4-1-5Look what they madeMy niggaz in the city They call it madeTop grade regeneration, uncutDesigner weed, straight hempilation, what the fuckSheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit, sheit sheit, sheit...Hell yeah, sheit!!999,999 plus a dollar, plus a dollar manplus a dollar, plus a dollar man equals a mealticket bitchBiotch!!!Sheit! Sheit!

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