Текст песни E-40 - Sinister Mob
E-40 - Sinister Mob слова песни
[Nate Dogg]I don`t know if you don`t, but I knowWhenever the wind blowsI be chasin all of my cheeseThink I`m lyin? Silly ne-gro pleaseMy niggaz is out to get richBetter watch out man, cause they sickSomebody better get this dickI`m about to get Sic`Wid dis shitAlthough them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will beSo what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G`sSome niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they kneesSome niggaz will rescue a bitch some skanless niggaz`ll let the hoe bleed[Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg]If you gon` ride nigga go`n ride (zzzzoom)If you gon` hide nigga go`n hide (witcho` bitch-ass)If you gon` shoot nigga go`n shoot (doo doo doo doo doo doo)If you gon` spook nigga go`n spook[E-40]The cherries, sirens, got me layin, po-po penelopes make noises, throughout the night, bring the yellow tapeThey so, lost, bodies bagged upStreets, blocked off, victims AIRlifted upLieutenants, bosses, block monsters, kingpinsFunkin, beefin, killin they best friendsAnd to prevent bloodshed we used to try to reasonBut right now it`s a drought, and ain`t nobody eatinSo therefo` (therefo`) there the problem right thereAin`t no jobs provided, so I`ma blame the mayorSinister mob, throughout the townY`all grew up on this shit, y`all love the soundY`all threw up on the shit, all on the tarGot you twisted with the shit, dang near wreck yo` momma`s carDirty needles, welfare checksPoverty, despair, housin projects[Chorus][E-40]Smeb with me, and Nate DoggM.D. 20/20 see that them breathin alcoholTook a 40 to the head with meEightball, let your anger out, throw it up against the wall{*glass breaks*} I dropped a C-note, didn`t miss itA little skank from the other side picked it up and kisses it like{*smooch*} Good luck, you deserve it and you makin itEven though, my boyfriend n them be hatin itI`m a top hat, them cats is mousesI sport ice, cost mo` than niggaz housesI`m nothing close to bein fakeI tried to tell them tricks a long time ago to get in this rap gamebut it`s too lateI`m on my way to my (where) studio sessionSwitchin ears, tryin to get a better receptionChangin gears, super sizePoppin wheelies in my, brand new ride[Chorus][E-40]Glow in the dark night vision, solar ray tinted glassPower heated side through mirrors, ?? back airbagsOff the new with the stumpMy Cadillac DTS Deville 32 valve ain`t no punkGet up outta here some ol` jacklin and squarehollered adjitudes and ate the gravelI said I ain`t no mark-ass any ol` rapperPotnah I was built for battlinAnd about all that ol` jaw-jackin you doin potnah I ain`t playinYou get your head put on flat, think it`s a gameI got choppers done fucked with jelly jawsScrewed a few, bitches in my carA temper problem, I can`t hideIssues, violence, problems deep inside[Nate Dogg]Although them niggaz is tight as tight as me they never will beSo what some niggaz is famous man some niggaz is out for they G`sSome niggaz is lovin hookers man some niggaz send hoes to they kneesSome niggaz will rescue a bitch some skanless niggaz`ll let the hoe bleed[Chorus] - 1.5X