E-40, Rankin Scroo - Breakin News lyrics

Well I mean Man ranking
Scroo 'long side E-40, ya hear?
All crew, pick up yourself
Thou respect who say, everything's kool

O-o-o ohh ooooh ooooh oooohhh (Ah Yo Ah Yo)

It's either gonna be him or me and
I ain't finsta be either or
Fear no man, bar none
Be a hog like a wild bull
Playas don't keep score
Let em know that this is grown
Man shit ya fucking with
Autoloaders, Hunting rifles ya fucking with
Somebody gon mind somebody shit
Ya fucking with
We give a fuck about who ya with
And whatever horse ya rolled in on
Ya ain't finna take me outta my zone
Cause, I'mma stay getting my money on


And be about me and mine
Watch out for salty ass niggas
During daylight savings time
Cause that's around the time of the
Year when the splitter splatter
Folks be losing the lives, they kidneys
And gall bladder we in the stink of it man
Me and my runners and gunners
We come through dumping with
Those autoloader turkey hunters
Never lose sleep, never worry, never weep
You could spend that time praying that
What the preacher be speaking
Them suckas like to cheat
Watch the beef say it's kool
Them double back pull out
Them hammers and tools
And bettybye your them harrington riches
And varmen rifles screws
For bragging rights
Just to say he made the news

O-o-o ohh ooooh ooooh oooohhh
Well is noone going? No Step Flowing
With real king news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try take it
He run up and don't want but
If ya want them come get
Cause when the morning come
Yes we breaking news
Evening come yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put
It iny ya dancing shoes
Cause if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to lose

Breakin News if you mess with the bull
Your gonna get the horns
When the clouds is dark that
Means it's finna storm
If ya car is parked and the music is loud
That means ya setting off alarms in the crowd
When ya spider senses tell you
That something is up
Then I suggest you go with ya gut
Don't ignore your first mind
Always pay attention to your warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware
Always look over ya shoulder
Always be alert of the rollers
When ya perking and ya sliding sipping
Saint Ides or King Cobra in ya scraper
Feeling ya paper rubbing Donny
Taylor or Clarence Carter
Alot Smarter than the average joe
Straight out the ghetto they call me E, 4, 0
Still hungry
Still rapping like I'm still 'spose
Still money, still money on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just like Pea-Cokes
I survive in a drought, I sit on all my dope
And wait for the value to sky rocket
Make them client pay top dollars so
When they come cop it

Breakin News this just in
Have money, have heart, have when
Cause ya never know when
Ya gotta fight to the death
You can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before it's late
Im at 320 now but I used to weigh 358
My doctor made me lose weight
My doctor said Charlie Hustle
We gon turn all this fat
That you got into mustle
But fools gon think that I'm smoking
No they ain't loc
You got High blood pressure
The leading cause of death among black folk
Er' since yo ass was just a lil kid
The slave masters would give him all the
Left over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I said
Now let's get back to bussing heads
Know when to act a fool and
Who to act a fool with
Know who to be cool with and
Who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you grew up
And went to school with
A be the same dude that cross you
And try to get you hit
Cause misery love company and
Company loves misery
And money causes jealosy and envy