| 歌曲 | L.I.Q. |
| 歌手 | E-40 |
| 专辑 | Charlie Hustle: Blueprint Of A Self-Made Millionaire |
| 作词 : Davis, E Forty, Kante, Stevens ... | |
| Mobb that shit out nigga! | |
| Bosko, mobb that shit, BEYOTCH! | |
| Mobb shit (mobb shit) | |
| We invented this shit (what'd we do?) | |
| Boy I helped pioneer this | |
| Boy I helped pioneer this.. | |
| .. HOE BEOTCH! | |
| I'm irkin; head spinnin dome swervin | |
| mergin to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin | |
| Stoned ain't got a lick but a bra protection on my phone | |
| therefore that'll make it this that much easier | |
| for anybody with a computer that got the right data information | |
| software to CLONE, clone it off the streets - how much? | |
| Basshead dis down playa price boy a hundred piece (hundred piece) | |
| Shit I don't figure dat dere ain't no mo' worse than clonin sheep | |
| Just understand, I dub this for my weeples | |
| More hair on my face than my daddy do (daddy do) | |
| I guess it's them steroids that they been puttin in our food (in our food) | |
| Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for ID | |
| before he get to askin me and if he ask me for ID then I'ma get | |
| ?? bitch to use some of that swindlin ass fast-fast talkin | |
| con man ?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology | |
| Niggaz got it tough out here; tough out here, it's rough | |
| Niggaz got it rough out here; nigga out here it's tough | |
| Chorus: E-40 (repeat 2X) | |
| Let's hit the weed spot, let's hit the L.I.Q. | |
| Let's hit the liquor sto', let's hit the L.I.Q. | |
| Let's hit the house party, let's hit the L.I.Q. | |
| "Pull up sideways, doin about a buck-fifty" | |
| [E-40] | |
| "Hello my friend!" Whassuper dude? | |
| Give me a pack of sunflower seeds | |
| and a box of larger size Magnum rubbers | |
| A generic lemon squeeze lime juice | |
| and a bottle of Goldschlager | |
| A pack of licorice, lick-em-and-lock-em Zig-Zags | |
| a hard boiled egg and a pickled pig feet (pickled pigs feet) | |
| Shit I gotta do as much f**kin and partyin as I can | |
| I gotta go turn myself in next week (BEOTCH) | |
| I'm up all night - playawhatchagonnabedoin? | |
| Up in somebody's ?? layin pipe | |
| Bitchbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' ass of rape; | |
| cause you rap | |
| Sa' HOE, I ain't even tryin to entertain that | |
| See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball | |
| Pussy fallin all out of my Granada | |
| Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado | |
| Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot The Mack | |
| Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me | |
| name was Curtis and B.O. | |
| Well whaddya know? Doo doo dirt clucks ?? | |
| Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella mo' (BEOTCH) | |
| Bitch-ass niggaz like B-Legit and ?? ?? | |
| and Mac-Shon, mack D-Shot and Lil' Bruce - BEOTCH! | |
| Chorus | |
| [E-40] | |
| On the dope track where the bassheads be comin through | |
| I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo | |
| My baby's momma she stink, she on that glass dick | |
| Be crawlin all on the RUG lookin for that shit! | |
| Hogan High School prom queen right? | |
| On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything that's white | |
| That's how you can tell that a dopefiend's gone psycho | |
| when they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains with they high beams | |
| On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin (what happened?) | |
| One of my dudes, SERIOUSLY, he rollin | |
| then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs a-course | |
| with intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up gettin reversed | |
| I left they kite flyin, down for the grind, witnesses dissolve | |
| A prime example of bad karma, Murphy's Law | |
| If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit | |
| But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with! | |
| Chorus | |
| [E-40] Hoeeeeeeeeee! SHIT! | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| Mob shit | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| Mob shit'll never fall | |
| Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that? | |
| What mob shit do? | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| All mob shit do is quadruple | |
| I'm in this bitch, irkin like a motherf**ker | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| F**kin shit, BEOTCH! | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| Yeah that's that shit | |
| "I don't care, call the cops.." | |
| See that's that shit that get a nigga krunk, right there | |
| That's that shit that'll get a nigga buck, on they hoe ass | |
| Mobb that shit out nigga! | |
| Bosko, mobb that shit - they ain't knowin | |
| Oooo-eeee-oooh, see I spit that shit too look here | |
| Oooo-eeee-oooh, make the shit go like this here | |
| Oooo-eeee-oooh... |
| zuò cí : Davis, E Forty, Kante, Stevens ... | |
| Mobb that shit out nigga! | |
| Bosko, mobb that shit, BEYOTCH! | |
| Mobb shit mobb shit | |
| We invented this shit what' d we do? | |
| Boy I helped pioneer this | |
| Boy I helped pioneer this.. | |
| .. HOE BEOTCH! | |
| I' m irkin head spinnin dome swervin | |
| mergin to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin | |
| Stoned ain' t got a lick but a bra protection on my phone | |
| therefore that' ll make it this that much easier | |
| for anybody with a computer that got the right data information | |
| software to CLONE, clone it off the streets how much? | |
| Basshead dis down playa price boy a hundred piece hundred piece | |
| Shit I don' t figure dat dere ain' t no mo' worse than clonin sheep | |
| Just understand, I dub this for my weeples | |
| More hair on my face than my daddy do daddy do | |
| I guess it' s them steroids that they been puttin in our food in our food | |
| Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for ID | |
| before he get to askin me and if he ask me for ID then I' ma get | |
| ?? bitch to use some of that swindlin ass fastfast talkin | |
| con man nbsp?? in the ghetto urban reverse psychology | |
| Niggaz got it tough out here tough out here, it' s rough | |
| Niggaz got it rough out here nigga out here it' s tough | |
| Chorus: E40 repeat 2X | |
| Let' s hit the weed spot, let' s hit the L. I. Q. | |
| Let' s hit the liquor sto', let' s hit the L. I. Q. | |
| Let' s hit the house party, let' s hit the L. I. Q. | |
| " Pull up sideways, doin about a buckfifty" | |
| E40 | |
| " Hello my friend!" Whassuper dude? | |
| Give me a pack of sunflower seeds | |
| and a box of larger size Magnum rubbers | |
| A generic lemon squeeze lime juice | |
| and a bottle of Goldschlager | |
| A pack of licorice, lickemandlockem ZigZags | |
| a hard boiled egg and a pickled pig feet pickled pigs feet | |
| Shit I gotta do as much f kin and partyin as I can | |
| I gotta go turn myself in next week BEOTCH | |
| I' m up all night playawhatchagonnabedoin? | |
| Up in somebody' s nbsp?? layin pipe | |
| Bitchbetalkinaboutsuin and try to accuse yo' ass of rape | |
| cause you rap | |
| Sa' HOE, I ain' t even tryin to entertain that | |
| See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball | |
| Pussy fallin all out of my Granada | |
| Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado | |
| Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot The Mack | |
| Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me | |
| name was Curtis and B. O. | |
| Well whaddya know? Doo doo dirt clucks nbsp?? | |
| Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella mo' BEOTCH | |
| Bitchass niggaz like BLegit and nbsp?? nbsp?? | |
| and MacShon, mack DShot and Lil' Bruce BEOTCH! | |
| Chorus | |
| E40 | |
| On the dope track where the bassheads be comin through | |
| I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo | |
| My baby' s momma she stink, she on that glass dick | |
| Be crawlin all on the RUG lookin for that shit! | |
| Hogan High School prom queen right? | |
| On her hands and knees pickin up lint and anything that' s white | |
| That' s how you can tell that a dopefiend' s gone psycho | |
| when they get to hah.. lookin all out the curtains with they high beams | |
| On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin what happened? | |
| One of my dudes, SERIOUSLY, he rollin | |
| then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs acourse | |
| with intentions of splittin my wig but it wound up gettin reversed | |
| I left they kite flyin, down for the grind, witnesses dissolve | |
| A prime example of bad karma, Murphy' s Law | |
| If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit | |
| But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with! | |
| Chorus | |
| E40 Hoeeeeeeeeee! SHIT! | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| Mob shit | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| Mob shit' ll never fall | |
| Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that? | |
| What mob shit do? | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| All mob shit do is quadruple | |
| I' m in this bitch, irkin like a motherf ker | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| F kin shit, BEOTCH! | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| Yeah that' s that shit | |
| " I don' t care, call the cops.." | |
| See that' s that shit that get a nigga krunk, right there | |
| That' s that shit that' ll get a nigga buck, on they hoe ass | |
| Mobb that shit out nigga! | |
| Bosko, mobb that shit they ain' t knowin | |
| Ooooeeeeoooh, see I spit that shit too look here | |
| Ooooeeeeoooh, make the shit go like this here | |
| Ooooeeeeoooh... |