know E-40 is what I was when I was with digital underground He is the Bay right now... E-For-Ty E-For-Ty E-For-Ty E-For... [Hook: x2] E-For-Ty (what
real niggas We bless da 40 ounce! Gotta bless my 40 Or my crew will put me out My name is Bizzy Bone, I gotta bless da 40 ounce Who's next to bless da forty
me, I'm grimey I'm one of the big body, blowin' cushions where you can find me For figures, we bust triggers, who could fuck with us? Dub, E-40, Christ
Roll up my hand sheets with the force We squeeze off, no need for remorse, playa Forty wild goons, we forty Calhouns You die forty foul dooms for forty
skirrrt, vzzzzzt, bend the block What you see two crackheads steppin over, what? A rock Chorus [E-40] Gimme a, Cadillac with a black man's drank A forty
that you got it all Love the way you players ball Claimin' that your mail is tall Tell me, is it true or false? K-Ci Short, E-40 Fonzarelli I'll probably
Yeah, focus pocus, skiggedy-skat It ain't nuttin' but me, that nigga E-40 Finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this This G A M E man some of
Kick this shit about the mail man [ VERSE 1 ] Time for the payback, backpay Can't let homie live to see his birthday A.K., Forty's lettin hot ones to
[Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?] E-40: Our age, five-years-old we were young
24/7 like I hop Came from the bottom to the sky box Now a penthouse, you can call me hi-top Hop up in the 40-40, got 'bout forty on me Fifty grand in
is on the street, pussy sell real good And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pretty I'll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya fuckin' titty Hoe niggaz forty
to the Z bringin' it live Get it crackin' to the third degree Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V. We bring rap to your city like B.E.T. But still
Oh yes, I'm rollin' around in the fuckin' underground I'm the Q with the E and now it's time to get down With the fact that I'm back, takin' fat stacks
I'm grimey I'm one of the big body, blowin' cushions where you can find me For figures, we bust triggers, who could fuck with us? Dub, E-40, Christ
[E-40] Youse a fool. You sound like you fin to earl They can have all the armor but that calm doesn't harm [Chorus One: E-40] Double cross the game
But Ferraris we got them in flavors DIPSET! - We in 40th niggas we toat them guns DIPSET! - This is 40th nigga we from the slums DIPSET! - Pushin 40
on the gristle Puttin' the squeeze on niggas, so what? Fuck Mr.Whipple if ya nibble on my ear Yeah, baby girl, it might tickle I drink Old E like Fred
to give out for the souls I report I sport too fly for the forty-ounce drinker I sport too fly for a forty-ounce thinker A fresh linen scent so sniffer
