[E-40:] Aight, one O this E Fizee I gotta, I gotta thank my math teacher 'Count Dracula' Who just teaches a brother how to, you know Count his marbles, you know....what about you?
[Mack 10:] You see I can't stop I won't stop til I check a mill I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill 365 seven days I believe crack pays My estates been guarded by pitbulls and AK's I'm straight cookin' them thangs movin weight like I should Cause a nigga livin good don't mean he went Hollywood Dog I practice my craft so each year I get better To stay ghetto and clever and be richer than ever
[E-40:] Fonzarelli man I thought you was a rebel I am But tell me this then: why you move up out the ghetto? Motherfucker I am the ghetto I beg your pardon Nigga I was grindin tryna take niggas heads off Flossin and fuckin hoes when you was kindergarden Nigga this ain't 'Lenny & Squiggy' Nigga this E Fizee and Mack Tizee Fuckin with italian romiane pasta chicken tortellini 30 odd 6 custodian with the scope far from Nickelodeon No shit no joke southern Cali up north se we be rollin Make a bitch purchase a gun report it stolen Plead the 5th but don't snitch No case cause every Po-Po and they mammy know That 12 gauge equipment can be traced Stand on your bunions nigga don't try to get caught in his draws Cause them 2.2.3.'s be penetratin' through walls Plus I got warrants and shit didn't pay child support Thinkin' about skippin town movin to Shreveport, biAtch!
[Chorus:] You see I can't stop I won't stop til I check a mill I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill (from L.A. to the Yay see we be rollin) (make a bitch purchase a gun report it stolen) You see I can't stop I won't stop til I check a mill I need a super bad bitch and a house on the hill (see you my dude right that mean we partners in crime) (it's Forty Fonzarelli and Mack Dime, biAtch!)
[Mack 10:] Forty, I'm one bro that's in the mix like gumbo Now how can I stay humble and make feddy by the gumble? Marv said we got bigga triggas Mack we got bigga figures Now throw the top back on the 'rarri and bang gears on these niggas And watch what money show you bout niggas That don't know you busters is gone hate Real G´s is happy for you It's Mack Dime on the grind fool it´s my time to shine Now would you niggas kick back and let me mine?
[E-40:] Causin havoc sparkin up chaos bringin the ruckus Heavy metal heaters mobbin under buckets If you can't beat us then join us get on the team street sweepers Grenade, riffles and M1 car beams, dice game Craps bets over car titles, pink slips, cash money Watchin out for rival gang members beefin bad weather But it all boils down to who got the most paper
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[Mack 10:] I shoot 'em up like syringers I know what real ends is Low-Lows, Harley Davis and big body benzes Ain't been faded so far on my wrist I got a R Hundred thousand dollar car cause I push the caviar So what's up what you need everybody huddle up Got that 2 for 1 special with the rock called double up So get lit take a hit shop is open all day From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 and E-Fourtay
[E-40:] Sometimes I wonder if it´s worth this Fuckin with the law tryna make it look like I'm runnin A legitimate tow truck service with a 'just-say-no' Drug bumper sticker on the back of my window (back window) Knowin I been smokin a gang of Indo Around the corner 4 houses down across the way Way make a right and then a left over there by Safeway And when you get there page me punch in How much ya wanna spend separate the 20's from the 1's 5's and 10's Slick, sly, sharp narcotic vendors always do business In shoppin centers Buck 'em stick 'em stuck 'em don't ever fuck me Hate 'em bleed 'em love 'em shit can get ugly
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