E-40 - Sick Wid It II Lyrics
(feat. Turf Talk)[turf Talk + (e-40)]Damn Nigga, Ay Where Mikey At Mayne?Ay, Ay Droop-e, Droop-e! You Old Enough To Drink Nigga?Whassup Cousin? (whassup Tycoon, What's Goin On?)It's Your Young Nephew Turkey Mayne(what Is It Boy? What's Goin On Family?)There's A Lot Of Shit That Need To Be Said Big Cousin(talk To Me, I'll Talk Back)First Of All I'ma Start By Just Sayin We Can't Be *****ed WithAnd You Know It!!! (ooooh)Got All The Whole Hood In This Mother*****er (the Whole Soil)Sick Wid It Nigga (now) Been Runnin This Shit[e-40]Look Out Pimp!Oyster Perpetual, Cushion Cut BezelI'm Busy I Ain't Even Had Time To Eat A Fortune CookieSince I Signed With Bme Every PromoterAnd Every Agency In The Industry Been Tryin To Book MeMackin-ass 40, What That Do?Sometimes Me, Always YouMan You A Real-ass Nigga, Man You A BossIf I Had Yo' Hand I Woulda Been Done Cut Mine OffA Cult Following, Hustlers They Love MeKill A Tree And Put A Rock In The Hospital Over MeIf You See Me Up In The Mountains With A Lion, I Ain't LyinNigga Don't Help Me, My Nigga Help The Mountain Lion!Uhh, Chalupas {?} Thousand Dollar StacksTurn A Couple Of Ki's Into A Couple Hundred RacksThe Main Drag, The Soil, The BlacktopThe Gravel, The D-spot, We Open Like Ihop[turf Talk]Yea Mayne! These Mother*****ers Know!Nigga This Is Big 40-water Mother*****er!The Ambassador Of The Bay Nigga!Nigga We Stay Eatin Over Here Mother*****er!You Niggaz Need To Step Your Mother*****in Weight Up NiggaSick Wid It, Bme Mother*****er[e-40]Look Out Pimp!Hit Me On My Chirp, I Got That Work***** E'rybody Else, I Got Myself On My ShirtBetter Hurry Up And Come And Get 'em We Got The Lowest RatesI'm Tellin You Pimpin Cause They Goin Like HotcakesCops Come And Spoil It We Flushin It Down The ToiletThrow It In The Battery Acid And Then Destroy ItPay Attention And Learn, While I Teach You How To Grit And GrindFifteen Five? All The Time (cool)These Square-ass Rappers, They Get A Few BucksThen They, Lose Contact Get Out Of TouchWith The, With The Streets, We Stick To The Turf Like CleetsOff The Leash, We Thirsty We Hungry We BeastsLook Out, Watch Out, Here Come The JumpoutHide Your Dope In Your Anus, And Put The Weed Out'fore They Beat Us And Choke Us And Take Our FundsAnd Shoot Us With Them Tazer Guns[turf Talk]You Niggaz'll Get Your Mother*****in Head Knocked Off *****in With Us BoyNigga We Been Doin This Shit NiggaNiggaz Need To Bow The ***** Down And Pay Homage NiggaNiggaz Been Stealin Our Shit For Years 40!Niggaz Brave To Talk Around These Mother*****ers, Water![e-40]The Whole Enchilada, The Whole TacoMother*****er I'm A Capo!Play With Hundred Round DrumsMe And My U-salaam(?)A Stingy Nigga, Watch Every Penny That I SpendGo To Any Hood In The World And Fit Right InA Young Nigga, With An Old SoulA Busy Nigga, Put The President On HoldRide Vogues, 26 Inch ToesGot The Inside Of The Laws Smokin Like Broke StogsYou Can Find Me In The Mall, Buyin Up All The ClothesOr In A-t-l Or Club 112, Throwin Them 'bowsLeft And Right Arms Froze, Cold Like The Ice From The CoolerJust Left The Jeweler, Rose Gold, Frank MuellerI Smoke Big, Growin Weed In My GaragePolice Roll Up, I Got A Cannabis Card[turf Talk]Wait Wait Wait! Money.. Power And Respect Mother*****er40 Told You Niggaz Mayne! We Hongry Nigga!We Eat Soup With A Fork Around This ***** Mayne!Knahmean? Step Your Mother*****in Weight Up NiggaYou Niggaz Pockets Is Touchin Mother*****erYou Starvin! [laughter]
