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E-40

Flashin`

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975 3 часа назад

Текст песни E-40 - Flashin`

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Oooh ooohFlashin` (*belches*)OoohI`m gone off that boy and dog food, Purina Chow-ChowPow Pow, hot lead on a nigga head G-styleNever understood, grew up in the hoodNever knew right from wrongGet to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reasonMannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathenMeanin, give a fuck about life, I seen my mommastab my daddy in the stomach with a knifewhen I was three years old, finally figured it outThat`s why a nigga sold coke, clientele and cloutWithout a motherfuckin doubt, take a nigga outfor tryin to goaltend a motherfucker paper routeWet his ass up, fat lady singleFully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonistfire extingusher, if you ain`t spendin with me then motherfuckeryou betta damn sure be workin for me and that`s real as fuckEither that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liarDope game got me like this, murder for hireSmokin more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I`m SAYINHit up Denny`s resteraunt and order a gang of foodRun up out of that prejudiced fuck-ass motherfuckerwithout even havin any n kind of intention on even payinDamn near flashin, that`s what the fuck I`m doinand I`m blastin up in this motherfuckerI got my motherfuckin weiner out and I`m sayin fuck the worldI`m pissin on everything, fuck it, nigga I`m flashinI`m actin badI got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin tableand I`m tellin a motherfucker you touch my shit and I`m flashinUnderstand my shit, the situation is way damn realMotherfucker I`m drunk off the shitand I`m breakin bottles on the pavement, I`m flashinNigga I`m out there bad I`m poppin in the air for nothinNigga for no apparent reason I`m DUH DUH DUH DUH check it outAt this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truckabout to light the nigga crib upBang bang shoot em up claim fameGot a little to my name, slick as sugar caneThree in the mornin it`s hard labor chasin paperNigga twerkin, go to several Russian carCluckers comin through with VCR`sMicrowave ovens and credit cardsPullin all kind of heavy metal strapsBeatin bitches down with bumper jacksL-R-P`s bitches overseas shoot crapsTryna to have more paper than a faxMotherfuckers gettin to showin out when they off ecstasyLiable, to fuck a hoe on her menstrual cycleVital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrivalPsycho, it`s all about survivalQuarter ounce zippers is onRun up in his home while he slappin boneswith the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a niggawith a zap board, Zenith hammer, Arm and Hammerbakin soda, listenin to the scannerScared man can`t win, especially when I`m paper packinFetti stackin, mashin, flashinI`m flashin, the Elroy`s pulled me overand put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedinand I got to, fa-lashin on they assI got to actin like a demon the motherfuckers told methe other day I go to turn off my P-G-and-ENigga and I got to actin bad and I got to flashinon a motherfucker, motherfucker come out theretalkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the motherfuckin sto`and I said, "Bitch I`m F-ah-lashin!"Don`t let me get to flashin on yo` ass niggaMotherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoeand I got to fa-lashin!It`s all bad, motherfucker used to be my comradeUsed to fuck the same hoes, wear each others clothesCloser than a booger to a nose, choosin voguesSlammin Cadillac do`s together, cookin crackand make these zippers back, overkillPut the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookoutfor the state troop, might shootDurin the drug deal, flippy at the mouthVoluntarily ratted your motherfuckin folkers outTight about since Little League, Boy ScoutsPaper route dropped a dime to get some days droppedI`m uh, I`m ooh cranky, moody like a old hagShit gone get hella stanky if you square snitch-asssucka butt-ass niggaz don`t bring me back my motherfuckin duffle bagConsequences off the hingesLean ballin, alcohol and weedA thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feedA criminal record a full of dirty deedsGivin niggaz black eyes and bloody lipsCauliflower ears and extra clipsGun clappin music slappin party crashinBlastin, motherfucker flashinThe holiday just came on the first second and third of the monthMade my check late and I got to, flashin on motherfuckersNext door neighbor hollerin that shit about my beat too loudI walked up the motherfuckin steps and I got tatellin that bitch I`m F-ah-LASHINSend a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi RonHe brought me back Chablais, and I get to FLASHon that bitch ass motherfucker, silly niggaYknahmsayin? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker FLASHINGet to testin my testicles nigga and I`ma FLASH on yo` assBehind my back and it get back to me and I`m flashinLost all my money up in the dice game and I FLASHDidn`t let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to FLASHINDopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and I FLASHEDB of A wouldn`t cash my faulty money order so I took it to Scottie`s to keep myself from flashinBought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge mefor some ice and I FLASHEDGot jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for deadwhen I got home I seen them motherfuckersand they ass was in the red, I got to FLASHINI tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell yaShit I tell ya, SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT BITCH, shit!

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