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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
E-40
Stimme und Gesang
B-Legit
Stimme und Gesang
Uncle Murda
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Earl T Stevens
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Michael Denten
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
As long as you show respect, my ****, you'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or get in a fight with us
(You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinking up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything)
Crooked police, all they wanna do is lock **** up
Or take our life from us
(Whoa, w-w-w-whoa)
[Verse 2]
Put down a demonstration on the rival
Leave a pussy ass **** unrecognizable
Cut off the head and that'll kill the tail
Run him down like a cheetah on a gazelle
In the suburbs or ghetto anything can unfold
In a white trash area a meth lab might explode
See that **** over there looking hella standoffish
I don't fuck with that hater, I fuck with bosses
The jealous be having it in 'em because we winning
Before rap, since the beginning
Longevity, got it tatted on my arm
I am to rap what Ron Jeremy is to porn
Got a reputable name, I'm concrete, practice being solid
Gotta go in like soldier or go out like a coward
I was borderline poor, underprivileged
Laundry detergent to wash dishes
[Verse 3]
As long as you show respect, my ****, you'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or get in a fight with us
(You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinking up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything)
Crooked police, all they wanna do is lock **** up
Or take our life from us
(Whoa, w-w-w-whoa)
[Verse 4]
Mama with the shit, move the pain pills
Granny Mo, she go, she in the game still
Granddaddy, he shoot, he like to aim steel
And now you know why we sift the bowl, the game's ill
And I will spend a hunnid on a E.B.T.
Hunnid dollars worth of meat is like selling D
Check the melody and the slow flow
And you can get it round the corner at the liquor store
Lil' mama ho doing hella bad
Took a trick on a date and stole his iPad
She be staying up late until her eyes bad
And she be full of that drama and that dry drag
Got to lie bad, tryna check a check
And out of respect, I'ma send a text
'Cause out in the west they be on the drama
And not tapping in, that could really harm you
[Verse 5]
As long as you show respect, my ****, you'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or get in a fight with us
(You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinking up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything)
Crooked police, all they wanna do is lock **** up
Or take our life from us
(Whoa, w-w-w-whoa)
Written by: Brandt Keith Jones, Earl T Stevens, Leonard Carl Grant, Myles William Moraites