Текст (слова) песни: E-40 - Federal

[E-40]
Don`t cha` know...
Yeah, it`s another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin` yac, top of the line rhyme,
Fuckin` em` like that therapy, don`t cha` know
Fuckin` em` like that there beats, don`t cha` know
Yeah, it`s another one of those potentate, dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin` yac, top of the line rhyme,
Fuckin` em` like that therapy
Fuckin` em` like that there beats, I`m just a hustler

[Verse 1]
I`m goin` federal, justice ain`t no damn miracle
Fuckin` em` up like that, puttin` in work something terrible
So before you mention to step to me
You better get up on my history
I`m known to the world as Mr. F-L-A-M-B-O-Y-A-N-T
Killin` motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin` em` down mutual
Spittin` that ol` playa, gangsta shit
Tryin` to maintain a strong grip
V-Town, California where I was born and raised since
1979 I been a hustler on the go
Pop-pos wanna harass
Me and my Keesh I needed cash
Rocks wasn`t groovin` at the time
So way we got out money was cuttin` grass
Leader not a follower, became a Hill-Side baller
Put together a group called the C-L-I-C-K
And I was the shot caller, I`m goin` federal

[E-40]
I`m just a hustler, I`m just a hustler don`t cha` know
I`m just a hustler, I`m just a hustler don`t cha` know

[B-Legit]
Why don`t cha` get up on this mic
And spit some of that ol` gangsta shit back at em` man, would ya

[Verse 2]
I`m on the last nickels, they only made like four of
Front-row seats at the fights
Takin` long, expensive flights
I love playin` hully-gully
Cause I ain`t nothin` nice on them dice
So before you gamble against a hustler, I advise you to think twice
Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot-bellied pig
96, 6 big screen television I bought for my kid
Livin` kind of comfortable
40 comin through with the real number
From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble
Full tank of petro, up the metro, I`m like federal
Hoes wanna get sexual cause they see me on a pedastal
Nibblin` on my jock, like my big, ol` black tool is edible
Tellin` you man these heifers now days is incredible
Dishin` them one time scouts
Through dark alleys, takin` other routes
Hoppin` over barb-wire fences, ditches, puddles, crickets
Mobbin` and squadin` hoggin` and guardin` bitches, check it out
Takin` and shapin` and makin` a bunch of riches
Yeah man, you can call me federal

[B-Legit]
Yeah man, these motherfucker be ridin` around here
In these bootsy ass cars and what not man
Takin` these penitentiary chances
And they ain`t even got they grin on
Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr. Flamboyant

[Verse 3]
I got boys from my team with the up-most respect for me
For-real lunatics that`s willin` to kill for me
Way too much love in my organization, I can`t afford to take no loss
MC`s be seelin` them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss
It`s all part of the rap game and that`s the way it should be goin`
E-40 tellin` em` like it is, shootin` the gift that I be flowin`
Might as well go on and admit it, it`s who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama wanna rap fast but I`m the superstar
E-40 why don`t you slow it up a lil` something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin` this shit to keep these suckers timid
Well what about them ones that don`t be recognizin` ya game
Must be stuck on something either that or they`re lame
Funny style pop or rock, naw that ain`t my forte`
I`m sellin` a bunch of units underground without any airplay
Folks be wantin` to hear this type of shit when they roll
Man I`ll never sell my soul
Motherfuckers you didn`t know, I`m federal

[B-Legit]
Uh, E, you still fuckin` em up like, E
It`s been like three years in this motherfucker

[E-40]
Hell yeah, you know a hog like me had to put the peas in the pod
Let these motherfuckers know what`s goin` down in the rap game
You know what I`m sayin` (Yeah)
I`m a money-hungry motherfucker, you know what I`m sayin`
All about my scratch, artillery, fire arms and gats and shit

[B-Legit]
You know like that, that`s right
But you know it`s still some folks out there
That try to put bad names out there for you and what not
What cha` gotta say about that, to those type of niggas

[E-40]
Oh, you know what I`m sayin` I got some good shit for them
You know what I`m sayin
I`ll just get to spittin that ol` shit for they ass
Then I`ll just come through with some mo` shit like this here
Ya want me to drop that shit (Drop that shit) check it out

[E-40]
You can`t stop me man
I`m takin` money to the bank
Didn`t have to pull no licks
Cause I`m makin` hits
You can`t stop me man
I`m takin` money to the bank
Didn`t have to pull no licks
Cause I`m makin` hits, ha

[E-40]
40, I`m goin` federal
Young Bucksy, he`s goin` federal
Suga-T, she`s goin` federal
Now D-Shot, he`s goin` federal
Little Booch, he`s goin` federal
Levitti, he`s goin` federal
The Head Point, he`s goin` federal
Studio Time, he`s goin` federal
Can`t forget Legit, he`s goin` federal
The whole damn Click, is goin` federal
Celly Cel, he`s goin` federal
Cavio, he`s goin` federal
Def Daddy, he`s goin` federal
Rap Dogg, he`s goin` federal
Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that`s me
California livin`, can`t fuck with me
Yeah motherfucker, that`s what`s really goin` on

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» E-40 - Back Against the Wall
» E-40 - Fuckin` They Nose
» E-40 - Fed
» E-40 - Let Em Have It
» E-40 - Nigga Shit
» E-40 - It`s On, On Sight
» E-40 - Smebbin`
» E-40 - Sinister Mob
» E-40 - Zoom
» E-40 - The Story
» E-40 - Dey Ain`t No
» E-40 - Fed
» E-40 - I Like What You Do to Me
» E-40 - Jump My Bone
» E-40 - Ballin` Outta Control (In The Element of Surprise Album)
» E-40 - Zoom
» E-40 - Do It To Me
» E-40 - Lifestyles
» E-40 - I Wanna Thank You
» E-40 - $999,999 + $1 = A Mealticket


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: E-40 - Federal [E-40] Don`t cha` know... Yeah, it`s another one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, sippin` yac, top of the line rhyme, Fuckin` em` like that therapy, don`t cha` know Fuckin` em` like that there beats, don`t cha` know Yeah, it`s another one of those potentate, dope, laid back Mob style, sippin` yac, top of the line rhyme, Fuckin` em` like that therapy Fuckin` em` like that there beats, I`m just a hustler [Verse 1] I`m goin` federal, justice ain`t no damn miracle Fuckin` em` up like that, puttin` in work something terrible So before you mention to step to me You better get up on my history I`m known to the world as Mr. F-L-A-M-B-O-Y-A-N-T Killin` motherfuckers off crucial Sittin` em` down mutual Spittin` that ol` playa, gangsta shit Tryin` to maintain a strong grip V-Town, California where I was born and raised since 1979 I been a hustler on the go Pop-pos wanna harass Me and my Keesh I needed cash Rocks wasn`t groovin` at the time So way we got out money was cuttin` grass Leader not a follower, became a Hill-Side baller Put together a group called the C-L-I-C-K And I was the shot caller, I`m goin` federal [E-40] I`m just a hustler, I`m just a hustler don`t cha` know I`m just a hustler, I`m just a hustler don`t cha` know [B-Legit] Why don`t cha` get up on this mic And spit some of that ol` gangsta shit back at em` man, would ya [Verse 2] I`m on the last nickels, they only made like four of Front-row seats at the fights Takin` long, expensive flights I love playin` hully-gully Cause I ain`t nothin` nice on them dice So before you gamble against a hustler, I advise you to think twice Napoleon, macaroni, we serve hot-bellied pig 96, 6 big screen television I bought for my kid Livin` kind of comfortable 40 comin through with the real number From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom, blam, bumble Full tank of petro, up the metro, I`m like federal Hoes wanna get sexual cause they see me on a pedastal Nibblin` on my jock, like my big, ol` black tool is edible Tellin` you man these heifers now days is incredible Dishin` them one time scouts Through dark alleys, takin` other routes Hoppin` over barb-wire fences, ditches, puddles, crickets Mobbin` and squadin` hoggin` and guardin` bitches, check it out Takin` and shapin` and makin` a bunch of riches Yeah man, you can call me federal [B-Legit] Yeah man, these motherfucker be ridin` around here In these bootsy ass cars and what not man Takin` these penitentiary chances And they ain`t even got they grin on Ya aughta be like my boy 40, while he Mr. Flamboyant [Verse 3] I got boys from my team with the up-most respect for me For-real lunatics that`s willin` to kill for me Way too much love in my organization, I can`t afford to take no loss MC`s be seelin` them wolf tickets, but I be serious as fuck boss It`s all part of the rap game and that`s the way it should be goin` E-40 tellin` em` like it is, shootin` the gift that I be flowin` Might as well go on and admit it, it`s who you know Not how damn good you are Everybody and their mama wanna rap fast but I`m the superstar E-40 why don`t you slow it up a lil` something and go and speak on it Man I just be spittin` this shit to keep these suckers timid Well what about them ones that don`t be recognizin` ya game Must be stuck on something either that or they`re lame Funny style pop or rock, naw that ain`t my forte` I`m sellin` a bunch of units underground without any airplay Folks be wantin` to hear this type of shit when they roll Man I`ll never sell my soul Motherfuckers you didn`t know, I`m federal [B-Legit] Uh, E, you still fuckin` em up like, E It`s been like three years in this motherfucker [E-40] Hell yeah, you know a hog like me had to put the peas in the pod Let these motherfuckers know what`s goin` down in the rap game You know what I`m sayin` (Yeah) I`m a money-hungry motherfucker, you know what I`m sayin` All about my scratch, artillery, fire arms and gats and shit [B-Legit] You know like that, that`s right But you know it`s still some folks out there That try to put bad names out there for you and what not What cha` gotta say about that, to those type of niggas [E-40] Oh, you know what I`m sayin` I got some good shit for them You know what I`m sayin I`ll just get to spittin that ol` shit for they ass Then I`ll just come through with some mo` shit like this here Ya want me to drop that shit (Drop that shit) check it out [E-40] You can`t stop me man I`m takin` money to the bank Didn`t have to pull no licks Cause I`m makin` hits You can`t stop me man I`m takin` money to the bank Didn`t have to pull no licks Cause I`m makin` hits, ha [E-40] 40, I`m goin` federal Young Bucksy, he`s goin` federal Suga-T, she`s goin` federal Now D-Shot, he`s goin` federal Little Booch, he`s goin` federal Levitti, he`s goin` federal The Head Point, he`s goin` federal Studio Time, he`s goin` federal Can`t forget Legit, he`s goin` federal The whole damn Click, is goin` federal Celly Cel, he`s goin` federal Cavio, he`s goin` federal Def Daddy, he`s goin` federal Rap Dogg, he`s goin` federal Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that`s me California livin`, can`t fuck with me Yeah motherfucker, that`s what`s really goin` on Нравится песня? 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