E-40

E-40 - All Tha Time lyrics

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[E 40] Uhhhh.. UHHHH.. UHHHH! Ah? Ah?
 [B Legit] You got Moesha E?
 [E 40] All Tha Time B
 You got your indonesia B?
 [B Legit] All Tha Time E
 You got the street sweeper broom?
 [E 40] All Tha Time B
 You got your chronic there too?
 [B Legit] All Tha Time!
 [E 40]
 Might not know how to read and right  but I do know Arm & Hammer
 If the screen from a tweak of crack turns black  that means it's bamma
 If it's too many seeds in your weed, then chop em down
 If your bud gets bogus, then run his ass out of town
 I'm on the car key to ?spread terminal frequent? after seven
 Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones, engine revvin
 Smebbin, talkin hella shit to the cashier
 Pi-pi's get right behind me askin me how much I been had to drink
 and I said, "A beer"
 Blitzed, out of my wits, drivin drunk
 Let's see I done hit one, two, three ain't no tellin how many skunk
 In and out of the holdin cell, blood alcohol like a warrior
 And I refuse to answer any questions without the advisory of my lawyer
 [B-Legit]
 I been in it, all around it, co-founded
 Did it when I done it, I musta been blunted
 Ninety-six hundred for the two piece
 I let the homie K-One run through these
 Places that I roam I let the hustle on
 I wonder if the chip in the next telephone
 A bad motherfucker for the butter n grits
 and you niggaz need to know this shit
 [B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your indonesia B?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time E
 You got the street sweeper broom?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your chronic there too?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time!
 [E-40]
 I got the turf on lock, twenty-six glocker
 One beeper on my side gotta be in the house by eight o'clock
 Organized crime bitch, all the time bitch
 Get off his dick and get on mine bitch
 [B-Legit]
 I be smokin like a broke-down Coupe DeVille
 Poppin them generic brand Golden Seals
 Parole can't hold me, and neither could y'all
 Bitch me and my Click is off the wall
 [E-40]
 I fucks with everybody to somebody, major factors
 To niggaz you can't understand shit
 then nigga you must got your mask on backwards
 [B-Legit]
 Tiptoeing through the hood nigga, is no good nigga
 Gotta have a pass, so we get that ass
 [B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your indonesia B?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time E
 You got the street sweeper broom?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your chronic there too?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time!
 [B-Legit]
 Now the parties don't start until we walk in
 Drunk off that gin, down to check yo' chin
 I'm a mannish motherfucker with the chips and bread
 and enough, to have your head kind of tough
 Bluffin don't exist, we pull the whole cards
 Tail between the legs when you walk in the yard
 So if you hard, and wanna stay that way
 You better watch what the fuck you play
 [E-40]
 Check it out
 It's bring yo' own bottle, cause I be likin
 to get to perkin somethin awful
 and compute that motherfucker slurrin
 talkin crazy to bitches, weeble-wobblin
 Burpin, gurgin, stomach growlin off the hinges
 Lurkin, torqin my stay highs with Red Ledges
 I'm tryin to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow nickel
 Run a smooth ass operation without gettin caught in the pickle
 Take my cool ass on a vacation that maybe someday stop
 Buy me an empty commercial lot
 and turn it into a car wax wash and detail shop
 [B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your indonesia B?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time E
 You got the street sweeper broom?
 [E-40] All Tha Time B
 You got your chronic there too?
 [B-Legit] All Tha Time
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Copyrights:

Author: Brandt Jones, Bosko Kante

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

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