E-40

[E-40] BEYOTCH!
Whas happenin, whas happenin?
You got to love this yere nigguh
My boys, my Hot Boys
Juve and ??
Bout to lace this game nigga
Do it the way we do it with E-4-0 Charlie Hustle
[B.G.]
Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad bitches
Stealin niggaz cars to TV's in Expeditions
Thuggin is how I play it everyday all day
I keep it all the way real I can't see it no other way
I represent mines, Hot Boys
Slip up my whole click rides, get shot boy
That's how it go; we straight do or die - we checkmate holdin niggaz
Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga
(Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!)
[Juvenile]
Let's get this shit cracklin
My probation officer's gonna know what happened
Stay out the way I'm H-O-T and bout that action
Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin, camouflage fashion
I'm all about that luxury (luxury) - I'm also bout
puttin 50 in yo' head boy if you thinkin bout fuckin me
I'ma be here fo' a minute (what else?) you gotta respect it (uh-huh)
There's a lot of niggaz out here gettin killed to accept it
[E-40] BEYOTCH!
Chorus: E-40 and Hot Boys (repeat 2X)
Freezer burn platinum on my pinkie (LOOK AT ME)
Squattin twenty inch Twinkies (LOOK AT ME)
I'm like that! It's like that! WHAT?
I'm like that! It's like that! (LOOK AT ME)
[E-40]
Charlie Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin slow
with a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-ass hoe
Squattin four times ga-uh gold Zenith wides and vogues
Bout snuffin down, right next to me, is the call from the frogs
Uhh - sound system on bloo-blam-blam
Puffin on the doobie almost grubbed, dang it burnt in my lap
Smokin trees with the window up (windows up)
Traffic backed up, middle finger up
I don't associate or surround myself with C.I.'s
Confidential Informants snitches affadavits stool pigeons
Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps I be kickin it real tough