B-legit E-40 Come On Lyrics

Come On Lyrics

Bit*h I'm a hard head nigga
So don't ask me
I know a gang of motherf**kers say they gone blast me
Catch me dippin to some screw 
Attitude rude, drippin sweat, about to finger-f**k this tech
I leave em stretch reaching for a rifle 
Got him a pump before a nigga to duck to duck
I ain't no punk nigga this be mine for cease before them chippers and 
cheese see we thievs

Give me some Valumes and some Robuttus and watch me do it
Dip my cancer stick into some imbalming fluid
Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor 
and these wet daddies got your partner sweating like drippy as* vagina
Let me up in this bit*h-ass club security or me and my guys gone bum 
rush these doors make it so it won't be no more rap shows
Yeah that's what I thought
I see wall to wall hoes bit*hes everywhere all over the place niggas 
tippin off the green marble just so hoes can sit on the face

( Distorted come on )

A funky lesson number one My own don't be in no mess
Number two when it's confidential hold it on your chest
Number three ( three ) don't be f**kin with me 
Number four no more toe to toe the only way to let these motherf**kers 
no is to flex
Wip they as* up leave em' bleeding like a cotex
Boy we one tight bad as* clique
Niggas in my outfit gone be rappin rollin over sticks , spillin beans 
 
tattle tellin

We be thievin, caniving they way that we surviving
No this bit*h that's ballin and tonight's she's callin
Wantin to know ' What's up B when we gone work it up'
If we can go kick it and smoke
Get her keyed as hell and maybe hit a hotel
I'm on my cell thinkin yeah I'm cool with that
Hit the Kit-Kat and get her sprees before I get he f cheese
Pimpin is a game and I'm lovin to flirt while my fingers up her tennis 
skirt

( Distorted come on's )

Bit*h I'm dedicated you know, to this mob shit
Talk back , f**k that get your jaw split
Raw spit , that's what you niggas pay me for
A Hundred Thousand f**kin off down in Vegas Hoe 
And you know we the one to get the function bumpin
No sh*t we the clique bullshit ain't nothin
See you f**kin with some fools niggas with no rules mobbin in they old 
schools bit*h

????? With the windows up man with the heat on heat on
Man we in a land tacked out funked in a hamsac smokin on ????
I say it said producing rapping hustlin that's my bread and butter
You niggas better hurry up cause there's money in this motherf**ker ( 
money in this moneyf**ker )
Reverend is so hard to find like good boy's
Cause sh*t be droppin have your ass
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