E-40

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  • E-40 Brownie Points Lyrics

           

    [A-1] Yeah

    [E-40] Seven-oh-seven

    [A-1] Yeah.. Charlie Hustle

    [E-40] Playa, playa

    [A-1] What's wrong with these old niggaz man?

    D-Day, what's wrong with these niggaz?

    [E-40] What's wrong with these niggaz?

    [A-1] This fuckin game.. tryin to get brownie points and stripes

    [E-40] Smack points (yeah) yeah

    [A-1] You got somethin for these old niggaz doe

    [E-40] What we got fo' em big balla?

    [A-1] Yeah, yeah, yeah

    [E-40] BEOTCH!



    [A-1]

    What's the subject? Fo' brings niggaz they Kotex

    Where we reside I creeps my ass up inside

    and smash these brownies off in his FACE

    that I done shitted and pissed on, dude, HOW THAT TASTE

    Catch him out his place, out of his area

    with his nephew and his niece, ooh, the more the merrier

    Nigga tried to fuck mines off (what'd he do?)

    Tried to gauge the porch with my broads on ??watoo??

    Dude you done broke fuckin code

    I'm finst ta dump drop clip, dump-drop-clip reload

    Be like I can motherfuckin explode

    Talkin about I'll be fuckin all kind of women

    That's B-R-P, Blade Run or Pimpin

    Once upon a time there was this guy named Dane

    Tried to fuck my bitch, but he Kris-Krossed game

    I don't owe this motherfucker in the first

    but he done made livin in my house a whole lot worse

    tryin to gain some stripes



    [E-40]

    It's nothin nice -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    Collar him and laugh, rollin over and politickin with the vice

    Crackin under pressure, bust a pipe

    Snake eyes is crooked dice

    {"Goin all up out your way just to get them brownie points"}

    It's steaks and knives -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    So-called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

    and try to, put yo' ass on ice

    for brownie points and stripes, for brownie points and stripes

    Niggaz'll take your life just to {"get them brownie points"}



    [A-1]

    You niggaz got me stuck what?

    Watchin y'all spit it and get it fucked up

    Lucked up, my mobb niggaz, yea we gon' bust what

    If he isn't never see mail, cause that we sell

    dope by the truckloads, hoes can catch it retail

    Motherfuckers grindin but we all ain't played

    and all ain't paid, now watch em all get sprayed

    Laid back and watch him misprint it, we been spit it

    for you newcomers who thinkin you done it, I put my fist in it

    Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a bitch split it

    If I ain't wit it, it wasn't enough fuckin chips in it

    Niggaz try to gain stripe, I flame mic

    Got em all caught up in the same shit, call it game tight

    Keep my name hyped, strivin to get my name right

    When it's fucked up, I'm the one you can blame right

    Hatin on my niggaz when I did the shit

    Yo we the shit, represent this hogg ass bitch



    [E-40]

    It's nothin nice -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    Collar him and laugh, rollin over and politickin with the vice

    Crackin under pressure, bust a pipe

    Snake eyes is crooked dice

    {"Goin all up out your way just to get them brownie points"}

    It's steaks and knives -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    So-called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

    and try to, put yo' ass on ice

    for brownie points and stripes, for brownie points and stripes

    Niggaz'll take your life just to {"get them brownie points"}



    Young Mack Jr. ain't nothin but 14, Mack Jr. think he tough

    Mack Jr. be havin problems with his stomach, throwin up that green stuff

    Mack Jr. done tried everything (in the Bay) the whole taco

    Mack Jr. be takin whiffles of that Khadafi and shovin it up his nostrils

    Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I call your bluff

    Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. quick to bust

    Mack Jr. be geekin, Mack Jr. be havin withdrawal

    Mack Jr. be tweekin Mack Jr. be workin hella close with the law

    I don't KNOW this motherfucker, never saw the dude

    but Mack Jr. all the time be seein my visniggeols on the tizznelevision tube

    Fool know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized, talkin about

    "When you see that nigga E-40, Element of Surprise!"

    One of my fellas overheard about it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites

    Told me to be careful cause niggaz'll take yo' life for braggin rights

    That ain't fair so stop that baby attitude why do niggaz gotta cheat

    Don't them niggaz know I got enough fetti to put they whole fuckin family to sleep?



    It's nothin nice -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    Collar him and laugh, rollin over and politickin with the vice

    Crackin under pressure, bust a pipe

    Snake eyes is crooked dice

    {"Goin all up out your way just to get them brownie points"}

    It's steaks and knives -- READ HIM HIS RIGHTS

    So-called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife

    and try to, put yo' ass on ice

    for brownie points and stripes, for brownie points and stripes

    Niggaz'll take your life just to {"get them brownie points"}

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