| intro：e-40 | |
| I pledge allegiance to the ghetto, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the game, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars | |
| And the pussy and the bitches and the fame, uh | |
| *repeat* | |
| (beeyatch!!!!) | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my, to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga) | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| [wc] | |
| **** talkin, i'm chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin | |
| It's the shadiest, charlie hustle and my nigga the chickenhawk in on | |
| That 'throw it up throw it up' dip, as i dips, skip with the euro clip | |
| Hangin for chips on 100-spoke whips | |
| All i know is pussy, money and color bandanas | |
| And tryin to get my kids some more chickens than colonel sanders | |
| Play us by the trigger so i'ma live by the trigger | |
| And rivals, seven bitches for all my hoodlum and thug niggas | |
| [e-40] | |
| ???? ???? regulations in the game, never snitch, never sang soprano | |
| Wild gravy, bustin kilo grams, goin platinum, door and panel | |
| Never dustin up, never crackin under pressure | |
| Seems to me i do my time and i get out whenever, early | |
| People say i smell like glocks, what kind of ?car? you got? | |
| I tell em "brooklyn cotch" | |
| Johnnie walker, snapple lemon-squeezed and scotch is what | |
| I drink a nigga up under the table | |
| While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up (nigga) | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| [mack 10] | |
| Well it's that old inglewood gangbang, hustlin ass nigga | |
| That dope game, flossin ho, bustin ass nigga | |
| Still grindin while rhymin now up to seven figures | |
| Low-down, duct tapin, 2-11 lick hitter | |
| Hoo bangin' sendin birds outta town on the bus | |
| If ya in to sellin crack, nigga **** with us | |
| I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar | |
| And a bitch on my team that'll kill when i tell her | |
| [e-40] | |
| Back with ninjas so ya know | |
| I do this for folsom and ?susanville?, fo' sho' | |
| My niggas in quentin and vacaville, before i | |
| From chino to tracey to hatchedby to rikers island | |
| Pelican bay solid, dat long park and terminal island | |
| Keep on smilin, dialin and callin collect | |
| Cos you're my focus, you know i'm accept | |
| A za-, a zap board, deuce amps | |
| Shoot dice with, to all my stamps (beeyatch!!!!) | |
| Chorus | |
| [wc] | |
| Could it be me, or was it this chronic or bombay | |
| That got me puttin it down for all my hoodlums around the way | |
| Lex spares, money dippin, bullet-proof vests and sack warriors | |
| All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, i can't hearin ya | |
| [mack 10] | |
| If it ain't charlie hustle, it's that nigga mack manson | |
| While the g homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin | |
| And we stay lexed up wit the parlay features | |
| Sportin beamed-up chucks wit the flamed-up creases | |
| [e-40] | |
| I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops | |
| The chinese, the ak, the fiend, the rocks | |
| The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat | |
| The quick-to-run-up-on-the-nigga, to peel my cap | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: e-40 | |
| A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all | |
| A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y'all | |
| A getcha scrill y'all, a dollar bill y'all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y'all | |
| A dollar bill y'all, a dollar bill y'all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y'all | |
| Beeyatch!!! | |
| Beeyatch!!!!!!!!!! |
| intro: e40 | |
| I pledge allegiance to the ghetto, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the game, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars | |
| And the pussy and the bitches and the fame, uh | |
| repeat | |
| beeyatch!!!! | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my, to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up nigga | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| wc | |
| talkin, i' m chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin | |
| It' s the shadiest, charlie hustle and my nigga the chickenhawk in on | |
| That ' throw it up throw it up' dip, as i dips, skip with the euro clip | |
| Hangin for chips on 100spoke whips | |
| All i know is pussy, money and color bandanas | |
| And tryin to get my kids some more chickens than colonel sanders | |
| Play us by the trigger so i' ma live by the trigger | |
| And rivals, seven bitches for all my hoodlum and thug niggas | |
| e40 | |
| ???? ???? regulations in the game, never snitch, never sang soprano | |
| Wild gravy, bustin kilo grams, goin platinum, door and panel | |
| Never dustin up, never crackin under pressure | |
| Seems to me i do my time and i get out whenever, early | |
| People say i smell like glocks, what kind of ? car? you got? | |
| I tell em " brooklyn cotch" | |
| Johnnie walker, snapple lemonsqueezed and scotch is what | |
| I drink a nigga up under the table | |
| While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up nigga | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| mack 10 | |
| Well it' s that old inglewood gangbang, hustlin ass nigga | |
| That dope game, flossin ho, bustin ass nigga | |
| Still grindin while rhymin now up to seven figures | |
| Lowdown, duct tapin, 211 lick hitter | |
| Hoo bangin' sendin birds outta town on the bus | |
| If ya in to sellin crack, nigga with us | |
| I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar | |
| And a bitch on my team that' ll kill when i tell her | |
| e40 | |
| Back with ninjas so ya know | |
| I do this for folsom and ? susanville?, fo' sho' | |
| My niggas in quentin and vacaville, before i | |
| From chino to tracey to hatchedby to rikers island | |
| Pelican bay solid, dat long park and terminal island | |
| Keep on smilin, dialin and callin collect | |
| Cos you' re my focus, you know i' m accept | |
| A za, a zap board, deuce amps | |
| Shoot dice with, to all my stamps beeyatch!!!! | |
| Chorus | |
| wc | |
| Could it be me, or was it this chronic or bombay | |
| That got me puttin it down for all my hoodlums around the way | |
| Lex spares, money dippin, bulletproof vests and sack warriors | |
| All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, i can' t hearin ya | |
| mack 10 | |
| If it ain' t charlie hustle, it' s that nigga mack manson | |
| While the g homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin | |
| And we stay lexed up wit the parlay features | |
| Sportin beamedup chucks wit the flamedup creases | |
| e40 | |
| I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops | |
| The chinese, the ak, the fiend, the rocks | |
| The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat | |
| The quicktorunuponthenigga, to peel my cap | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: e40 | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| A getcha scrill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| Beeyatch!!! | |
| Beeyatch!!!!!!!!!! |
| intro: e40 | |
| I pledge allegiance to the ghetto, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the game, uh | |
| I pledge allegiance to the money and the cars | |
| And the pussy and the bitches and the fame, uh | |
| repeat | |
| beeyatch!!!! | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my, to all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up nigga | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| wc | |
| talkin, i' m chalkin niggas, best ta get ta walkin | |
| It' s the shadiest, charlie hustle and my nigga the chickenhawk in on | |
| That ' throw it up throw it up' dip, as i dips, skip with the euro clip | |
| Hangin for chips on 100spoke whips | |
| All i know is pussy, money and color bandanas | |
| And tryin to get my kids some more chickens than colonel sanders | |
| Play us by the trigger so i' ma live by the trigger | |
| And rivals, seven bitches for all my hoodlum and thug niggas | |
| e40 | |
| ???? ???? regulations in the game, never snitch, never sang soprano | |
| Wild gravy, bustin kilo grams, goin platinum, door and panel | |
| Never dustin up, never crackin under pressure | |
| Seems to me i do my time and i get out whenever, early | |
| People say i smell like glocks, what kind of ? car? you got? | |
| I tell em " brooklyn cotch" | |
| Johnnie walker, snapple lemonsqueezed and scotch is what | |
| I drink a nigga up under the table | |
| While all you powder puff niggas take all my votes | |
| Chorus: | |
| To all my hoodlums and my thugz with their mugs on | |
| Up in the ghetto and the hood with the platex rubber gloves on | |
| In the kitchen cookin chicken, diamonds, hop and gab | |
| Droppin off packages and grindin outta taxicabs | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up ugh | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up nigga | |
| Throw it up nigga, throw it up, throw it up | |
| mack 10 | |
| Well it' s that old inglewood gangbang, hustlin ass nigga | |
| That dope game, flossin ho, bustin ass nigga | |
| Still grindin while rhymin now up to seven figures | |
| Lowdown, duct tapin, 211 lick hitter | |
| Hoo bangin' sendin birds outta town on the bus | |
| If ya in to sellin crack, nigga with us | |
| I got cars and a mansion with wine in the cellar | |
| And a bitch on my team that' ll kill when i tell her | |
| e40 | |
| Back with ninjas so ya know | |
| I do this for folsom and ? susanville?, fo' sho' | |
| My niggas in quentin and vacaville, before i | |
| From chino to tracey to hatchedby to rikers island | |
| Pelican bay solid, dat long park and terminal island | |
| Keep on smilin, dialin and callin collect | |
| Cos you' re my focus, you know i' m accept | |
| A za, a zap board, deuce amps | |
| Shoot dice with, to all my stamps beeyatch!!!! | |
| Chorus | |
| wc | |
| Could it be me, or was it this chronic or bombay | |
| That got me puttin it down for all my hoodlums around the way | |
| Lex spares, money dippin, bulletproof vests and sack warriors | |
| All my street niggas, east to the west to the souths, i can' t hearin ya | |
| mack 10 | |
| If it ain' t charlie hustle, it' s that nigga mack manson | |
| While the g homies boogie, we keep they hoes dancin | |
| And we stay lexed up wit the parlay features | |
| Sportin beamedup chucks wit the flamedup creases | |
| e40 | |
| I represent the flat lands, the alley ways, the moms and pops | |
| The chinese, the ak, the fiend, the rocks | |
| The liquor store on every corner, the laundromat | |
| The quicktorunuponthenigga, to peel my cap | |
| Chorus | |
| Outro: e40 | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A getcha, a getcha, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| A getcha scrill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar bill y' all, a dollar bill y' all | |
| A dollar, a dollar, a getcha scrill y' all | |
| Beeyatch!!! | |
| Beeyatch!!!!!!!!!! |
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