E-40

E-40 - My Shit Bang lyrics

rate me

Turn my music up

My shit bang

My shit bang

My shit thrub

I am a mother fucking beast

I am a mother fucking hogg

Pull up with the slump

Or should I say blap truck soundin'

Like I got an alligator in the back

Paint wetter than melted ice

Rally and hocky strips

burning rubber at every light

mean muggin' like fuck your life

I’ll be hustling all day and night

Pushing all night and day

Twisting and wiping yeay

Getting my guapalay

Chalupa my guda my pay

Bet not get in my way

From the bay to LA to the A this nigga is connected

World wide nigga this fixer have you beheaded

You ain’t got to like me but you got to respect me

Woke up early in the morning and put one in the air

Got so high thought about running for mayor

Slap myself to make sure I was still there

Shit showered and shave,

And Then I cut my hair

Today I’ll probably get laid

Put a pounding on a monkey

find me a bitch with an ass like a world star hip hop bunny

Trying to get rich in these collectors tryna stack my money

You can tell that am a D boy by my balla tummy

sometimes I dress upity

sometimes i dress scummy

Sometimes I dress high class

Sometimes I dress bummy

If you ain’t about no cash you can miss me

Most of the time you can find this hustla tipsy

Turn my music up (repeat)

My shit bang (repeat)

I’ve been running around all day

Trying to get my decimals up

Anybody try to stop me I suggest that they duck

Cause when I get the bucking I can assure you is nothing pleasant

My arsenal game is east but west in all type of weather

Even when your wearing chest protection

A trauma plate won't work

Cause I am gonna aim at your helmet

I ain’t gonna aim at your shirt

A lot of these bitch as niggas should be wearing a skirt

With a box of motrin and some maxi pads in their purse

Pillow talking and biting pillows

Acting like some grizzles a whole bunch of that sucka shit a bunch of pop sickles

I should have been a Taurus

Cause I am stubborn as a bull

I am a different type of dude

And I stick to the rules

I am a real nigga best believe it

I live it and I breath it

I tell it like it iss and I call it how i see it

My patna used to be sharp but now he on thee thee

What do thee thee mean? methamphetamine

I can’t believe it

Man he disappointed me

I devastated man

He lost coo points with me

I'm standing outside of my crib with some gym shorts and a hoodie

Talkin to my Nigga on my celly smokin a philly

Sipin on that fifth of that oil congnac leaning

behind them walls and them bricks he got caught with a key candy

If he didn’t go to jail by now

He probably be dead

So instead in there with his uncle daddy and relatives

Turn my music up

My shit bang

Thanks to Vanessa Jayden for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Bri RE Fixed Them ThO FoLLow Me @BriRUTHLESSAf for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Kim Jackson for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Alex for correcting these lyrics

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Anonymous
Thursday 5th of April 2012 07:17
THIS song is my favourite off the album.The bass always gets everybody lookin when i drive by :D