E-40 Yee Lyrics



Yee Lyrics

E-40

  • Chrous:
  • That’s the call of my thugs
  • When they step up in the club they go yee
  • When you hit the prison bricks from Vallejo or the rich they holla yee
  • You can catch me in the traffic in the cutlass or the maverick hollarin’ yee
  • If its lookin’ like some static we gonna bust them automatics like yee
  • My area code grows some of the best weed in the world
  • My ninja we aint no punk
  • They say we need to take a bath in tomato juice
  • Cause we always smell like skunk
  • Sloppy drunk nine times out of ten every time you see me
  • Bending corners in my brand new Dodge Durango Hemi
  • Pimpin’ the law up on us – Officer Smokey and Mr. Johnny Law
  • Always pullin’ me over and searchin’ my fucking car
  • Searchin’ my Gluteus Maximus – flashlight in my jaw
  • Actin’ like some batchesses – thinkin’ I got rock
  • Doin’ it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid, smoke a spliff,
  • Earl bent, push ya wig, bout’ my nig
  • Everybody wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark
  • Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop that saw, wanna peel up top
  • I get a call from young bop, he up out my zone
  • He said yo hillside nigga Ned on his way home
  • I said well tell him to call me – I love his ass to death
  • Any nigga hatin’ we gonna take his last breath
  • Chrorus
  • Biatch ! It’s yo partna from the town ma’an
  • I see yall doin’ it big you getting’ down ma’an
  • Yeah I fuck with the V, Richmond know me
  • Where every niggas ballin’ that’s where bitches gonna be
  • You can go across the bridge fucking wit a bitch
  • Don’t matter which side you be all up in some shit before you know it
  • It aint like it used to be
  • Everybody got straps to shoot you or me
  • I give a fuck about who, I don’t even know you
  • Sup – yeah pimpin’ I got my thang too
  • And its coo cause I know you know it
  • I aint even gotta pull it
  • I aint even gotta show it
  • Don’t blow it – that’s what a black man’s thinkin’
  • I’ll be laying underground in a casket stinkin’
  • If I slip I gotta keep my poise you here that 808 bumpin’ Whats all that noise
  • Repeat Chorus
  • Get ya head busted in – im not your boy or your friend
  • Get ya head busted in – im not your boy or your friend
  • You said that do that, pull that, shoot that
  • Now where your crew at
  • What you gonna do next
  • Im a west coast nigga yee
  • Im a east coast nigga yee
  • Im a down south nigga yee
  • Im a Midwest nigga yee
  • Repeat Chorus


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