E-40 - Dem Boyz lyrics
[E-40 - Dem Boyz lyrics]
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it bitch!
Dem boyz goin rep hold down they turf
Can't shaime them boyz they game don't work
They don't really want that dem
Boys come to ya
Aim a bird over ya head them boys got gouda
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz (Beitch)
Don't fuck with them boyz them
Lil niggas got ammo tear the head off a bat
Them lil niggas is animal
Come up with street money off
Them schemes and scandals
I'm from the real world with crooks, killers
And vandals
(Crooks killers and vandals?) all
Over the gouda
Crack ya cranium open don't let
The skinny jeans fool ya
He's the driver, I'm the shooter
We the dynamic duo
I'm from northern California but
We call it Califoonia (uhh)
Been gassed without the propane (propane)
Dope game before the cocaine (cocaine)
I'm so natural like a afro (like a afro)
Like ball players spit tobacco
RIA switching lanes with my lade (lade)
I season up season down so you can't play me
(play me) man them boys got pies
They a point the long barrow
Right between ya eyes bitch!
Uhh, drunk classes, in and outta court
(outta courts)
Money, clothes, cars and sex
Street so cold mane they need some Mucinex
Never hustle backwards mane I
Always hustle forward
She say she got some money for me
40 all for it i'm from the 707 where they
Grow it and smoke it
If it's alcohol in it then
Ya know I'mma po' it
Uhh, I take it back to the eighties
When I was serving ya mama the
Reason why ya crack babies (crack babies?)
Which I don't really like to brag about
I had style just before
They brought swagger out
No one on the corner like us
Dookie rolled chains and them gumby haircuts
Them boyz just talking they
Ain't got no bucks
We'll never be them they just wanna be us
Uhh
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it uhh, beitch!
No one on the corner like us
Dookie rolled chains and they gummy haircuts
Them boyz just talking they
Ain't got no bucks
We'll never be them they just wanna be us
Uhh
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it bitch!
Dem boyz goin rep hold down they turf
Can't shaime them boyz they game don't work
They don't really want that dem
Boys come to ya
Aim a bird over ya head them boys got gouda
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz
(don't fuck with dem boyz)
Don't fuck with dem boyz (Beitch)
Don't fuck with them boyz them
Lil niggas got ammo tear the head off a bat
Them lil niggas is animal
Come up with street money off
Them schemes and scandals
I'm from the real world with crooks, killers
And vandals
(Crooks killers and vandals?) all
Over the gouda
Crack ya cranium open don't let
The skinny jeans fool ya
He's the driver, I'm the shooter
We the dynamic duo
I'm from northern California but
We call it Califoonia (uhh)
Been gassed without the propane (propane)
Dope game before the cocaine (cocaine)
I'm so natural like a afro (like a afro)
Like ball players spit tobacco
RIA switching lanes with my lade (lade)
I season up season down so you can't play me
(play me) man them boys got pies
They a point the long barrow
Right between ya eyes bitch!
Uhh, drunk classes, in and outta court
(outta courts)
Money, clothes, cars and sex
Street so cold mane they need some Mucinex
Never hustle backwards mane I
Always hustle forward
She say she got some money for me
40 all for it i'm from the 707 where they
Grow it and smoke it
If it's alcohol in it then
Ya know I'mma po' it
Uhh, I take it back to the eighties
When I was serving ya mama the
Reason why ya crack babies (crack babies?)
Which I don't really like to brag about
I had style just before
They brought swagger out
No one on the corner like us
Dookie rolled chains and them gumby haircuts
Them boyz just talking they
Ain't got no bucks
We'll never be them they just wanna be us
Uhh
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it
And all the niggas fuck with it cause
All the bitches fuck with it
And all the bitches fuck with it cause
All the niggas fuck with it uhh, beitch!
No one on the corner like us
Dookie rolled chains and they gummy haircuts
Them boyz just talking they
Ain't got no bucks
We'll never be them they just wanna be us
Uhh