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   (Mmm)   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 yay   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      Mmm, 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!)   Uh uh uh so feel me when I bring it, sing it loud   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 glamour, 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      Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover   (C'mon)   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   'Ouisiana, all my niggaz with country grammar   Smokin' blunts in Savannah, blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer      Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover   (C'mon)   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 bro-kers 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, woo, fuckin' lesbian twins now   Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now      Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover   (C'mon)   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