Текст песни E-40 - The Mail Man, слова песни E-40

Текст песни E-40 - The Mail Man

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Kick this shit about the mail man[ VERSE 1 ]Time for the payback, backpayCan`t let homie live to see his birthdayA.K., Forty`s lettin hot ones to the kidneyBootsee muthafucka didn`t know what hit himWhat way, rode up on his ass in a ChevyBaby, nigga shoulda known that shit was heavyDomain, shouldn`t a fuck up all my fuckin fettiThat I gave him, spent my shit with a nigga from another cityThen they doubled, tripled and sold his ass some swivleLittle old sucker-butt nigga trust the mail manNow his ass is trash like a garbage canCaught up in some shit with the mailman (Boom-boom!) now they gloom My strap went boom 3x Had him dodgin every muthafuckin up in the room[ VERSE 2 ]They say the youngsters run the penitentiary (I think they do)They say the youngsters doin shit that you wouldn`t believeThey say the youngsters on the street snort hop like a muthafucka(Hm-hm) Well, check this part out, brother(Okay) The nigga that the mail man shotLittle homie went to purchase himself a brand-new glock(That`s right) Right off that hop, premiditated plotI`ll park around the corner and do a walk-byReconciliation, retaliation on my mindNothin against the muslims, but I was raised eatin swineTrapped in the game since 1979My niggas on the street taught me to perk and drink wineI`m young, full of cum, nothin to losePaid my dues, I`m settin the rulesI got some clues, and I refuseTo let the sucker that killed my homie get away smooth (Boom-boom!) now they gloom My strap went boom 3x When I see the mail man, then his ass is doomed[ VERSE 3 ]Thinkin, tweakin, sniffin, hoppin, plottinSchemin, actin like a demonMy pores is stinkin, and I`m all sweatyHallucinatin, smellin like burnt spaghettiOh no, the mail man gotta goHe killed my homie, but he forgot that it was one mo`To go, so I figured that he`s after meTill the word on the streets is that I`m after himTrue, now I`m waitin for departureCause I`m never late on arrivalGrabbed the landmines, bazookas, grenades, and tommy-oAnd I can`t forget the glock, cause it`s the most reliableShit, fuck it, I`ma just take the glock deepI scoped out his spot, I know where he sleepsHot-wired the ThunderbirdI`m headed for the suburbsMobbin, doin about a buck fiftyTook the third exit to another part of the cityNow I`m his presence, about to let him have itCaught him walkin to his car, and now he`s in a casket (Boom-boom!) now they gloom My strap went boom 3x When I see the mail man, then his ass is doomed (Boom-boom!) now they gloom My strap went boom 3x Had him hoppin like a rabbit tryin to touch the fuckin moon Hm-hm Mail man needs money, man F-l-a-m-b-o-y-a-n-t in this muthafucka Hm-hm, the mail man Ass-out jungle Gotta watch your back and play it well Stay away from fawlty muthafuckas That`s real Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom! (Boom-boom!) Hoppin like a rabbit tryin to touch the fuckin moon Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom! (Boom-boom!) Now his ass is doomed

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The Mail Man

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