Aight, yeah   Hot shit      E-40, um I'm goin'   Let me breathe on ya, man   Let me speak upon a man   Let me teach you somethin' about this game   Let me show you how to swing      Push pedal, that candy cane   On the turf where the law can't scare me, yeah   Pushin' that candy, drinkin' that brandy   Livin' that turf, like me and my family      Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent   Bustas on the corner of the block gettin' bent   Me and my folks we on one, on one   We don't be trippin' off that, nothin'      Players about to be somethin', somethin'   A music and beat be somethin', somethin'   Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the Thirteenth   E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink      Lookin' for the chicks in hot pink   I'm so throwed, I need a shrink   I'm so throw, throwin' up in the sink   Right back up with the bunnies and Henn      Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream   Not a main thing but a one night flang   Do my thug things, livin' off the king pin   Household thug, for all up in my business      26 inch chrome rims spin   Don't check me, check your chick man   Yeah, hot shit   Boss floss, boss floss      You lose, you lost, you lose, you lost   True false, true false   Hoes cost, hoes cost   What do I look like spendin' my way      But man hunny, better pay me paper man   Man, I'm a honey mackin', Hillside hustler man   The Hillside didn't raise no buster man      You can find me in St. Louis, rollin' on dubs   Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs   Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed   Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs      And it's all because 'ccumulated enough scratch   Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome   And it's candy painted, fans fainted while I'm entertainin'   Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin'      Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot shit   So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud, what?   I'm from the Lou and I'm proud   Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law      Playa my style's raw, I'm 'Born to Mack' like Todd Shaw   Forget the fame and the glamor   Give me D's with a rubber hammer   My grammar be's ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic      Fuck bionic it's ironic   Slammin' niggaz like Onyx   Lunatics 'til the day I die   I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now      Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?   Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz   Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga   How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin' down nigga      Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga   Pound niggaz, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga   Frown niggaz, talkin' shit when I leave the town nigga   Say now, can you hoes come out to play now      Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now   Play by my rules Boo and you gon' stay high   May I answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I   Say hi to my niggaz left in the slammer      From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana   Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama   L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta   Louisiana, all my niggaz with 'Country Grammar'   Smokin' blunts in Savannah   Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now      Let's show these cats how to make these millions   So you niggaz quit actin' silly, mon   'Kid' quicker than 'Billy', mon   Talkin' really and I need it mon      Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon   Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man   See me, mon, cheifin' rollin' deeper than any mon   Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland      With nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo life niggaz   Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga, hot shit   Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober   From broke to havin' brokers my price Range is Rover      Now I'm knockin' like Jehovah, let me in now, let me in now   Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now   Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now   We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now   I win now, fuckin' lesbian twins now   Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now      I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover   Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go   Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound   Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now