Текст песни E-40 - Money Scheme, слова песни E-40

Текст песни E-40 - Money Scheme

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[Jayo] W-wh-wha, what, wha-what what?[E-40] BEOTCH! Mobster, turn that shit up![Jayo] Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh UH[E-40] Sinister shit[Jayo] Uh-huh uh-huh WHAT?[E-40] Jayo, Jayo smell me on this one[E-40]Jayo (Jayo)I hope I don`t ever have to go back to slanginllello (llello) but if I do that`s what I do (that`s what I do)*repeat 2X*Verse One: E-40Grindin out of my Aunties, backyard that`s the chronicI been havin more candy than a pinata, more cake than Betty CrockerGet on the horn and hit me on my locker, cause I`m fake ID havinstrikin and drivin on a suspended expired license comes in buy itfrom the nigga with the best quality and the lowest pricesSpendin that capital that the big homey advanced mein front of me with the next niggaI love money plus I`m labelled rough riderKnown for bringin bitch ass niggaz out of hidin[Jayo Felony]Charlie Hustle, I hope I won`t have to go backto sellin sherm sticks, but if I do that`s what I doCharlie Hustle, I hope I won`t have to go backto sellin loop loop, but if I do that`s what I doVerse Two: Jayo FelonyI stabs a nigga, and Kool-Aid came outcause his heart pumps Kool-Aid, so I mixed it with my ThunderchickenBarely livin, and smokin headache with a deuce-deuceNow I gotta put my snub nosed back to useI`m dangerous it gets crucial, cause I loves conflictFuck a headache I`m jackin niggaz for pounds of bomb shitAnd now my fingers is sticky like Sticky Fingaz from the greeneryYou gon` retaliate, nigga what that mean to me? Bitch!When you shoot crooked it`s Cartwright, on site I`m takin flightIt`s gon` rain on your head, I`m tearin the roof off this bitch tonightAs you fall like Guy, for tryin to swipe my pienigga DIE while your bitch give up the BeaumontChorus:[Jayo] All my niggaz havin fancy dreams! (FANCY DREAMS!) Comin up cause we all on a money scheme! (A money scheme!) *repeat 2X*[Jayo] All my bitches havin fancy dreams! (FANCY DREAMS!) Comin up cause we all on a money scheme! (A money scheme!) *repeat 2X*Verse Three: E-40KRRRRACK the freight, nigga FUCK the hypeBEOTCH! You gotta pay me just to BREATHE on the micHigh, higher than a dust cloudHella disrespectful, all up in the party talkin loud!Systemized, a triple striker, when I was bornmy mom and daddy shoulda named me Isiah cause I`m a RiderSole survivor, Hillsider, 1400 block Magazine StreetNarcotic ? bomb preparer heroin providerI`m vicious, mean mugged and mad doggin niggaz like thelike the Grinch Who Stole ChristmasI like to, like to, finger fuck bitches up in clubsTake her home and get rug burns on my nuts!Stuck! Gordon`s Gin and Donald DuckNUT! All on her spine and on her buttFUCK! Major clientele (major clientele)Then I pass it to my nigga Mista JayoVerse Four: Jayo Felony? up the glass is shatterin, bitch it ain`t matterinThey scatterin, see me and forty start splatterinThe cowards are heartless, so you burn like flamesNiggaz that got snake eyes get broke up like dice gamesFuck a bitch, why? Cause skeezers don`t please usSo I just go around sippin fine wine like JesusAnd everytime I bust a spit it`s a hip-hop quoteDrinkin Moesha Brandy, head spinnin like hundred spokesChorusVerse Five: Jayo FelonyStill drinkin Kryptonbrothers is Snapple then I snap like a snapping turtleNigga, shittin on the world keeps my land fertileI grow my own shit, fruits, vegetables and tobaccoIt`s third down and forty niggaYou know you gon` get tackledGet your land while you can old manNiggaz so dope they named me twice like Duran DuranKilla nigga put honey on em, and feed em to my hogsSee I leave no evidence for the police dogsNow off the low stroll we go so let`s flowLil` bitch, we the shit because the people said soYou can`t tell a lettuce from a cabbage silly rabbitsget these chips even if it means lettin these motherfuckers have it!Verse Six: E-40Nigga got out of line, I had to ice himReached into my drawers, and pulled out my strapMotherfucker got out of place, I had to chop himReached into my d-da-da-das and pulled out my strap, check it outNickle plated chrome planet Clint Eastwood specialdesigned strictly for staplin and toe tagginPo-Po wrote me up a citation cause I was saggin and dragginmy b-ah-bitch, by her w-uh-weaveI had to, I had to make the bitch bleed! Last New Year`s Eveshe tried to hit me with a fryin pan, my attitude wasn`t carinBackslapped that hoe in front of her parentsMore ki`s than a janitorIt gets mannisher and mannisher and mannisherSmokin on a roach, loitering in a McDonald`s parkin lotthrowin up gang signsto ? as if he was some kind of first base coachI luh I like my egg poached, hard over easy!!!In the drive through, hollerin at her breezy!!!Chorus*talking to end*

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