Don't know? Yeah, another one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, yac, top of the line rhyme Fuckin' em' like therapy, don't cha' know? Fuckin' em' like there beats, don't cha' know?
Yeah, it's one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, sippin' yac, top of the rhyme Fuckin' em' like therapy em' like that there beats, I'm just a hustler
I'm goin' federal, justice ain't no miracle Fuckin' em' up like that, puttin' in work terrible So before you mention to to me You better get up on my
I'm known to the as Mr. Flamboyant Killin' motherfuckers off Sittin' em' mutual that ol' playa, gangsta shit
Tryin' to maintain a grip V-Town, California where I was born and since I been a hustler on the go Pop pos wanna Me and my Keesh I needed
Rocks wasn't at the time So way we got out was cuttin' grass Leader not a follower, became a hill side Put a group called the C L I C K And I was the shot caller, I'm goin'
I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler cha' know I'm just a hustler, I'm just a hustler cha' know
Why cha' get up on this mic And spit of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, would ya?
I'm on the last nickels, they only made four of Front row seats at the Takin' long, expensive I playin' hully gully
'Cause I nothin' nice on them dice So before you gamble a hustler I advise you to think Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot pig 96, 6 big screen I bought for my kid
Livin' kind of 40 comin' through with the number blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble Full tank of petro, up the metro, I'm federal Hoes wanna get sexual cause they see me on a
on my jock, like my big, ol' black tool is edible Tellin' you man heifers now days is incredible Dishin' them one time Through alleys, takin' other routes
Hoppin' over barb fences, ditches, puddles, crickets Mobbin' and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches, it out Takin' and shapin' and a bunch of riches man, you can call me federal
Yeah man, these motherfucker be around here In these bootsy ass cars and not man Takin' penitentiary chances And they ain't got they grin on Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr.
I got boys from my team the up-most respect for me For real lunatics willin' to kill for me Way too much love in my organization, I can't afford to take no be seelin' them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss
It's all part of the rap and that's the way it should be goin' E-40 tellin' em' like it is, shootin' the gift I be flowin' Might as go on and admit it, it's who you know Not how good you are Everybody and their mama rap fast but I'm the superstar
E-40 why don't you it up a lil' something and go and speak on it Man I just be spittin' this shit to keep these timid Well what about them ones that don't be ya game be stuck on something either that or they're lame
Funny style pop or rock, naw that ain't my I'm sellin' a bunch of units without any airplay Folks be wantin' to hear this type of shit they roll Man I'll never my soul Motherfuckers you know, I'm federal
Uh, E, you fuckin' em up like, E It's been three years in this motherfucker
Hell yeah, you a hog like me had to put the peas in the pod Let these motherfuckers know what's goin' in the rap game You know what I'm sayin', I'm a money hungry motherfucker, you what I'm sayin' All about my scratch, artillery, fire and gats and shit
You like that, that's right But you know it's some folks out there That try to put bad out there for you and what not What cha' gotta say about that, to those of niggas
Oh, you know what I'm sayin', I got some shit for them You know I'm sayin
I'll just get to that ol' shit for they ass I'll just come through with some mo' shit like this here Ya want me to that shit, check it out
You can't stop me man, I'm money to the bank Didn't to pull no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits You can't stop me man, I'm takin' to the bank Didn't have to no licks, 'cause I'm makin' hits, ha
40, I'm goin' Young Bucksy, he's goin' Suga-T, she's federal Now D-Shot, goin' federal
Little Booch, he's federal Levitti, goin' federal The Head Point, he's federal Studio Time, he's federal
forget Legit, he's goin' federal The damn click, is goin' federal Celly Cel, he's federal Cavio, he's goin'
Def Daddy, he's federal Rap Dogg, he's goin' Mr. Flamboyant, oh right me livin', can't fuck with me
Yeah motherfucker, what's really goin' on