[E-40 (B-Legit)]

Money, money, money by the ton

A nigga livin' life, thangs well (Way too fat man)

Gold, diamonds, and rubies (Just plushed out)

Sittin' in the lounge, puffin' on indo

Hoes, Nintendo, and doobies (Lovely)

Brothers gettin' bored from the daily routine

(Let's go deep in the Chevy, look at motherfuckers mean)

Man those motherfuckers can't rap (Well let's sag)

Homeboy you ain't livin' life

The motherfuckers ride is souped up (Souped up)

But if hot ones if fired, niggas better duck

And I'ma make the Chevy run faster than a money counter man

D Shot hangin' out, what you wanna do with a mack 10 stand

These are the things ya need to know man

This shit I'm spittin' niggas don't understand

When I first heard this shit I even tripped

And I made it up, ain't that a bitch

I was burnt, twisted, full of it and drunk

You know, just like you sayin' "40 ain't no punk"

(Wild as a cat, man this nigga got some game)

(Servin' for the purpose you know, not for the fame)



[Hook]

This is the shit that will fuck with your brain boy

It's the shit that will fuck with your brain

This is the shit that will fuck with your brain boy

It's the shit that will drive you insane



[B-Legit (E-40)]

Brothers kickin' it with DeNiel (Mack D Shot)

Gettin' busy bout the motherfuckin' mail (Straight paper)

Don't worry about a sucker (A punk motherfucker)

Cause I throw these thangs too swell (Tea cake)

Hopped in the motherfuckin' drop (Like that)

Struck to the motherfuckin' block (Better knew as the spot)

Seen a man in tan tryin' to serve on my land

And shine dropped a motherfucker like he was hot (Lil' ol' pimp)

My people from the Bay understand this (Like me)

And when shot from my mouth, I don't miss (Bullseye)

A word, phrase, now a clause

I spit game just for the cause (Money hurt G)

Renee called Nicole (That's my ho)

And Shawn fired up the weed (Zesty)

Nicole on the scanner had heard the word

That we was caught in a high-speed (Now that's drama)

In a cell with no bail, so what can I say

Caught a case of seventeen on his way to I-A

(Yeah, so why does county sheriff try to get with my brother's program)

(But you know that I know that mack D Shot don't give a damn)



[Hook]



[E-40]

It's about cash, cars, hoes, money

Coke we deal and that shit ain't funny

I been around this type of shit all my life

A nigga can't tell me shit about the price



[B-Legit]

It's like a school fool and I get paid

Havin' any room for any teachers made

The bullets that I drop are hot like gonorrhea [Gunshots]

(AHHH!!!)



[E-40]

See ya

Never learn and so ya burn my friend

And now ya know that niggas wasn't even jokin' man



[B-Legit]

Niggas try to jon my click so they can get with me

Come to find out the faculty has no vacancy

Ain't that a trip, ain't that a bummer



[E-40]

Man those motherfuckers tried to apply last summer



[B-Legit]

It's bitches on my tip man, I can't shake her

I send her to the track, tell her come back with paper

I need mail another word for money (Oh)

I want it fat like King Kong Bundy



[E-40]

Pager boomin' seriously

Material bitch in agony

Need to penetrate the crevice very badly

Get with the program slut, don't just interrupt

It's way too many skeezers out there wantin' me to fuck

The Bay Area my borther, that's where the real shit happens

Niggas don't be barkin' just mackin' and campin'

Slappin' hoes, triple Daytons and Vogues

Top half strikin' in the 89 Rolls

Never would let a nigga play me like I'm bad though boy

My haircut is done by London Pope

B go get the four door, mob station wagon (Like that)

On the double cause niggas can't be laggin'

Load up the back with gas, we need a boat-load of ammo

This shit is real, not the movie "Commando"

And this'll be the light em' up scandal

And when I'm done (Blow em' out like candles)

See what I'm talkin' bout, don't take the wrong route

Ya try to get in the mix and get took out



[B-Legit]

Yeah, as far as you tryin' to fuck with niggas man

Who really and truly can't get fucked with man

You don't understand

It's way too serious on this Northside of Cali man

But you don't hear me cause you think this shit is funny



[E-40]

It's about cash, cars, hoes money

Coke we deal and the shit ain't funny

I been around this type of shit all my life

A nigga can't tell me shit about the price

13-8 a cake, it ain't fade

Sliced and rocked in thirty-six fuckin' ways

Sold to the public, to the boys, to the gangstas

Crews, staff, tribes, clans, clicks, and pranksters

Break down the D, cut it up in boulders

Brothers with the heart to roll, I call em' soldiers

Now I'm gonna stall and pause and take a sip

Finish the remains of the forties that I ripped [Burps]



How about that!