E-40 - They Might Be Taping Lyrics
[e-40]I Like This Rick RockI Don't Be Slackin In My Mackin, I Be Doin It In A Player FashionMakin It Happen, Speakers Slappin, Scootin And Skatin And Cadillac'nI Be, Representin My Region And Pullin Up In Somethin DecentUsed To Buy Shit Off The Lot, But Now Lately I've Been LeasinLike The White Man I've Been Thinkin, Tryin To Come Up With A PlanHow To Spend This Dope Money, Buy Some Houses And Some LandTryin To Teach You Niggaz Somethin, Tryin To Lace You Like A ShoeBuy A Couple Of Big Celebrities Pimpin It Ain't Gotta Be Brand NewI'm A Boss About My Shit, About The Way I Carry ItThe Way I Wear My Glasses Low, The Way I Sport My ToothpickThe Way I Pop It At A Hoe, The Way I Utilize My MouthThe Way I Keep My *****in Blowover Over At A Relative's HouseBeware Of Yo' Surroundings, Gotta Handpick Yo' CroniesGotta Be About Your Allowance, And X Out All The PhoniesGotta Watch Out For Them Folks, Gotta Watch Yo' ConversationsGotta Be Careful On The Phones Cause Them Folks Might Be Taping[chorus](aww Shit, Talk In Pig Latin, Use The Codes)They Might Be Taping(aww Man, You Think They Taping?)Gotta Be Careful On The Phones Cause Them Folks Might Be Taping(aww Shit, They Readin Lips, Cover Your Nose)They Might Be Taping(naw Man, You Think They Taping?)Gotta Be Careful On The Phones Cause Them Folks Might Be Taping[e-40]40 {?} An Ounce Of Space, Ain't Even Had Time To Wash My FaceI Been In The Traffic Tryin To Get It, I Ain't Got Time To *****in WasteMy Money's Short Like I'm Slippin, I'm Tryin To Smack It Up And Flip ItI'm Tryin To Turn This Thousand Dollars Into A Quarter Of A Mill' TicketSome Of You Suckers Be Lyin To Kick It, But That Ain't The *****in WayNiggaz Be Sellin Mo' Wolf Tickets Than Fake Autographs On EbayMy Orangutangs'll Growl, With Our Upside Down SmileWe Been Doin It For A While, You Can Check My D-boy FileI Be *****in 'em Up Like This Man, I Be Killin 'em Off Like ThatDivin Up In Them Hoes Mayne And Treatin Them Hoes Like RatsNiggaz Don't Really Know That I'm So Sincere About This HereNiggaz Don't Really Know That I Got My Name From Drinkin BeerDo A Cauliflowered Ear, Me And My MuskateersCome Through With Them Choppers, Let The Lil' Homey SteerI Like To Dress Up In My Doctors, Camouflage My Real CareerBut I'm Really Packin Woppers, Pistols Rusty Like Pam Grier[chorus][interlude]"taping, Taping, Taping-taping-taping" [2x][e-40] They Might Be Taping"taping, Taping, Taping-taping-taping" [2x][e-40] Gotta Be Careful On The Phones Cause Them Folks Might Be Taping[e-40]I Wish A Mother*****er Would, I'm Still Livin My Second ChildhoodMy Mentality, My Frame Of Mind, All HoodI'm In The Local Booth With My Nine, Breakin Down A BackwoodSippin On 40, Drink Cloud Nine, Try To Get It While It's GoodIn The Heart Of The Soil, In The Middle Of The Paint, Where It Ain'tWhere We Park Our Cars On The Grass, Sell Hop And Push CrankWhere The Dopefiends Dig In Our Tracks And Siphon Gas From Our TanksWhere The Biggest Hypocrites In The Church Call Themselves SaintsI Don't Gossip Like *****es I Mind My Own *****in BusinessDig Yaper Good Money Cause That Sucker Shit Ain't NutritiousI Don't Be Burnin No Bridges I'm A Loyalist 'bout My RichesGumbo Pots Boil, Good With The Skillet Like A ChemistSteady Long Like A Female Weave, Cooler Than AntifreezeBust You In The Toe Like Eddie Murphy Did DelouiseAct Like You Know What I Represent, ***** PleaseThat Powdered Milk Section 8 And That Government Cheese, Hoe![chorus][outro - Same As Interlude]
