E-40 - Flashin' Lyrics
Oooh ooohFlashin (*belches*)OoohIm gone off that boy and dog food, purina chow-chowPow pow, hot lead on a nigga head g-styleNever understood, grew up in the hoodNever knew right from wrongGet to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reasonMannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathenMeanin, give a ***** about life, I seen my mommaStab my daddy in the stomach with a knifeWhen I was three years old, finally figured it outThats why a nigga sold coke, clientele and cloutWithout a mother*****in doubt, take a nigga outFor tryin to goaltend a mother*****er paper routeWet his ass up, fat lady singleFully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonistFire extingusher, if you aint spendin with me then mother*****erYou betta damn sure be workin for me and thats real as *****Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liarDope game got me like this, murder for hireSmokin more bomb than cheech and chong, Im sayinHit up dennys resteraunt and order a gang of foodRun up out of that prejudiced *****-ass mother*****erWithout even havin any n kind of intention on even payinDamn near flashin, thats what the ***** Im doinAnd Im blastin up in this mother*****erI got my mother*****in weiner out and Im sayin ***** the worldIm pissin on everything, ***** it, nigga Im flashinIm actin badI got all kind of marbles on the mother*****in tableAnd Im tellin a mother*****er you touch my shit and Im flashinUnderstand my shit, the situation is way damn realMother*****er Im drunk off the shitAnd Im breakin bottles on the pavement, Im flashinNigga Im out there bad Im poppin in the air for nothinNigga for no apparent reason Im duh duh duh duh check it outAt this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truckAbout to light the nigga crib upBang bang shoot em up claim fameGot a little to my name, slick as sugar caneThree in the mornin its hard labor chasin paperNigga twerkin, go to several russian carCluckers comin through with vcrsMicrowave ovens and credit cardsPullin all kind of heavy metal strapsBeatin *****es down with bumper jacksL-r-ps *****es overseas shoot crapsTryna to have more paper than a faxMother*****ers gettin to showin out when they off ecstasyLiable, to ***** a hoe on her menstrual cycleVital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrivalPsycho, its all about survivalQuarter ounce zippers is onRun up in his home while he slappin bonesWith the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a niggaWith a zap board, zenith hammer, arm and hammerBakin soda, listenin to the scannerScared man cant win, especially when Im paper packinFetti stackin, mashin, flashinIm flashin, the elroys pulled me overAnd put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedinAnd I got to, fa-lashin on they assI got to actin like a demon the mother*****ers told meThe other day I go to turn off my p-g-and-eNigga and I got to actin bad and I got to flashinOn a mother*****er, mother*****er come out thereTalkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the mother*****in stoAnd I said, ***** Im f-ah-lashin!Dont let me get to flashin on yo ass niggaMother*****er up in the club, and a mother*****er step on my shoeAnd I got to fa-lashin!Its all bad, mother*****er used to be my comradeUsed to ***** the same hoes, wear each others clothesCloser than a booger to a nose, choosin voguesSlammin cadillac dos together, cookin crackAnd make these zippers back, overkillPut the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookoutFor the state troop, might shootDurin the drug deal, flippy at the mouthVoluntarily ratted your mother*****in folkers outTight about since little league, boy scoutsPaper route dropped a dime to get some days droppedIm uh, Im ooh cranky, moody like a old hagShit gone get hella stanky if you square snitch-assSucka butt-ass niggaz dont bring me back my mother*****in duffle bagConsequences off the hingesLean ballin, alcohol and weedA thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feedA criminal record a full of dirty deedsGivin niggaz black eyes and bloody lipsCauliflower ears and extra clipsGun clappin music slappin party crashinBlastin, mother*****er flashinThe holiday just came on the first second and third of the monthMade my check late and I got to, flashin on mother*****ersNext door neighbor hollerin that shit about my beat too loudI walked up the mother*****in steps and I got taTellin that ***** Im f-ah-lashinSend a rookie to the store to bring me back some rossi ronHe brought me back chablais, and I get to flashOn that ***** ass mother*****er, silly niggaYknahmsayin? a mother*****er up in this mother*****er flashinGet to testin my testicles nigga and ima flash on yo assBehind my back and it get back to me and Im flashinLost all my money up in the dice game and I flashDidnt let me up in the club cafe echelon and go to flashinDopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and I flashedB of a wouldnt cash my faulty money orderSo I took it to scotties to keep myself from flashinBought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge meFor some ice and I flashedGot jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for deadWhen I got home I seen them mother*****ersAnd they ass was in the red, I got to flashinI tell ya, ***** these niggaz I tell yaShit I tell ya, shit shit shit shit *****, shit!
