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Description: Слушайте песню $999,999 + $1= A Mealticket - E-40 онлайн с альбома The Element of Surprise в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:35. Год выхода - 1998

The Element of Surprise

E-40

Trump Change

B-Legit

All tha Time

Dump, Bust, Blast

Hope I Don't Go Back

Jayo Felony

Money Scheme

Zoom

Mayhem

D Shot

Suga T

The Mossie

Levitti

Personal

Mack 10

My Hoodlums & My Thugz

Busta Rhymes

Do It to Me

Lieutenant Roast a Botch

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Radio Shack, digital motel, six o' clock alarm reads

"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind

You can't afford to pass no money, I know you heard about that"

What, what? "Task raided Millersville, Ms. Miller had a heart attack"

Dude, that's some cold shit, ain't it huh?

I know, she was a good person for certain I know

V-Town, California, where I was born, raised and grown

And since 1979, I been a hustler on the go

You know the drill, my mission for real, a mealticket

You feel, we slowly but surely approachin' seven digits

Figurines, sticky doo hicky and Angel Dust

Mescaline, niggas know better than fuck with us

I'm pimped out flossin' in Reno in the casino

Big bid, fuckin' off feddie, I could've put down on a crib

Take a lose, take a lose don't make a scene

Nigga charge it to the triple beam, fuck the stress

I let that orange box of baking soda do the rest

Known for cloning chickens and turning one into two

That's what he do for a living, that's all he's used to

Playtex rubber dish washing gloves and residue, biotch

And mean muggin', jump until it's a done deal

You see E-40 and Sick Wid, it bring the real, nothin' but

Be about it or without it, ay, you know what?

We fin to run down a whole tac on these bitch ass, niggaz

Niggas ain't smellin' this shit, we do this shit

Last night I slapped a bitch upside her dome with my faulty phone

That Heifer's tired she tried to slash my tire

Caught me in the bed with her cousin Tanji

Way back in eighty-six she use to look just like a sketch

But now that bitch got a ass, tits, body and boy, that bitch is bad

For what it's worth, the pussy smelled like Certs

Now folks, just remember, I never said I thought about lickin' pussy

Where I live on the outskirts of town on the tuck in the cut

I'm a baller so you know I ain't got shit in my name

I'm strictly ghetto celebrity, niggaz get buried

Ready for combat if you plottin' and plannin'

Oh if you come for me and confiscate my dough

But my suggestion is to stay within your envelope

Did you or did you not tell these niggaz to stay within they envelope?

Shit, these toddlers is green to the game

They ain't know nothin' about these tramps

You see we from the Yay, where we control they minds

Went to 7-Eleven, picked up a traders book

Use to have a perm taller than the Charlotte Hornets

But I had to cut that bitch off 'cause see your partna had warrant

That I ain't even handled yet, although I'm havin' cake

The little homie from the hood, want me to put out his tape

He kinda tight too, remind me of The Click crew

'Cause they was spittin' that old high powered

Godzilla ballin' guru, ass type shit you can relate to

I can tell you who the nigga is that's about to get jacked

999, 999 plus a dollar in a safe deposit box

Designer weed, straight hempilation, what the fuck?

Sheit, sheit, sheit sheit, sheit sheit, sheit

999, 999 plus a dollar, plus a dollar man

Слушайте песню $999,999 + $1= A Mealticket - E-40 онлайн с альбома The Element of Surprise в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:35. Год выхода - 1998

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