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[E-40]Elite alloy candy coated custom paintVerizon wireless phoneJacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zonesTryin to holla at a redboneSmokin on some cactusSippin on some super duper extra strengthA buck fifty a shot louie the thirteenthHead hard as a rock stop by the barber shopShoot some craps in the back then hit the blockThere go the elroysThey handcuffin my boysThey fittin to take `em to the prestinkCouldn`t say they ABC`s backwardsSo? Shoot I can`t say my ABC`s backwards when I`m soberE-Figgady a different pedigree than most of these suckers up in this industrybe trying to copy meTrend setta, game markin decta, vendetta, big chedda, soil block protectas(Chorus)[Turf Talk & Doonie]Hey, hey-eyFuck rallies ride gold ones mangSick Wid It nigga what you claim?My niggaz spit gasoline (x2)[E-40]Never low on gasNever on an empty tankHigh octane for the brain, puffin on some dankTraffic backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumperMusic on slap, sounding like a concertDrink in my lap, finger on my thumperTwist wig back, head crackFlat line, alpine, deckRolla supplier, quiet as it`s keptI wanna retire but I can`t, the game needs meThe game would be boring without E-FeezyI wake up every morning to a shot of liquorA shoebox full of herb and some grits and turkey sausage for my liverSellin units out the trunk of my carAnd just think, I started with a pickle jarFrom a sixteenth of yowder to a quarter kick of blowTo a whole thing of some of that YOU KNOW!(Chorus)[Turf Talk & Doonie]Hey, heyFuck rallies, ride gold ones mangSick wid it nigga what you claimMy niggaz spit gasoline (x2)[E-40]Yo, yo yoI`m close, I`m doing the most, I flamboastI coast, take my foot off the brakeThen I casper the friendly ghost up the interstateGettin neck motion, deep throatHoney bout to chokeI got brigadels to see, marbles to makeDrop the prices from state to state like the west nile virusProlly gammas miraliciousBig spit, game viciousMan on the microphigadelian foshelianIt`s nothin but the forty waterAlways on, uh, some unreasonableCan`t fuck wit it if it ain`t equinomically um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasibleMe and my weoples stay yaypered upGot a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck and an American flagSo I can camouflage my imageI`m smokin on some spinachI need to play some tennis before I go to courtThe water might be finished if he don`t report(Chorus)[Turf Talk & Doonie]Hey, heyFuck rallies ride gold ones mangSick wid it nigga what you claimMy niggaz spit gasoline (x4)Gasoline! (x16)

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