E-40, B-Legit, JT the 4th - Fo Sho lyrics
[E-40, B-Legit, JT the 4th - Fo Sho lyrics]
Fo sho, fo sho
Not in the MLB, but I be in the outfield
In the traffic commutin', skootin'
I'm havin' my scrill'
This pistol I'm packin'
It got a whole lotta kick
Don't think that 'cause I'm rappin' that
I won't get in your shit
When I was a little youngster
I was nosy and curious
I asked a lot of questions
And I took life serious
Me and all my cousins
My kinfolk and my relatives
Trenchin' and trappin' and hustlin' ever
Since we was little kids
Ever since we was little ones
Intelligent hooligans
Microwave livin' on the soil
Rockin' up crumbs all on the roof and the
Bushes funkin' with guns
Servin' dope to the fiends
Now I'm older I don’t condone
I ask the lord to forgive me
For everything I done wrong
When it's time to leave this earth
Will he let me into his home?
Anything's possible with the power of prayer
I come from nothin'
Used to have holes in my underwear
Seein' is believing
They didn't think they'd see me on the TV
When I was young
They know they didn't need me
Still I stayed ten to the cement
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
I remember when the people
Didn't see the vision
We was in the kitchen, we was on a mission
Sittin' at a table like "hear the demo"
Me and 40 Water on the instrumental
All we gonna need is a little dough
Puttin' it in the store through the promo
Everywhere we go, B-Lit rollin' up
Ethyl in the cup, but him on his butt
Dodge another bullet, gained another blessing
Hundred thou' independent on my freshman
Prayers going up 'fore we hit the stage
First deal 3 mil' rap page
Seein' is believing
They didn't think they'd see me on the TV
When I was young
They know they didn't need me
Still I stayed ten to the cement
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
Not in the MLB, but I be in the outfield
In the traffic commutin', skootin'
I'm havin' my scrill'
This pistol I'm packin'
It got a whole lotta kick
Don't think that 'cause I'm rappin' that
I won't get in your shit
When I was a little youngster
I was nosy and curious
I asked a lot of questions
And I took life serious
Me and all my cousins
My kinfolk and my relatives
Trenchin' and trappin' and hustlin' ever
Since we was little kids
Ever since we was little ones
Intelligent hooligans
Microwave livin' on the soil
Rockin' up crumbs all on the roof and the
Bushes funkin' with guns
Servin' dope to the fiends
Now I'm older I don’t condone
I ask the lord to forgive me
For everything I done wrong
When it's time to leave this earth
Will he let me into his home?
Anything's possible with the power of prayer
I come from nothin'
Used to have holes in my underwear
Seein' is believing
They didn't think they'd see me on the TV
When I was young
They know they didn't need me
Still I stayed ten to the cement
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
I remember when the people
Didn't see the vision
We was in the kitchen, we was on a mission
Sittin' at a table like "hear the demo"
Me and 40 Water on the instrumental
All we gonna need is a little dough
Puttin' it in the store through the promo
Everywhere we go, B-Lit rollin' up
Ethyl in the cup, but him on his butt
Dodge another bullet, gained another blessing
Hundred thou' independent on my freshman
Prayers going up 'fore we hit the stage
First deal 3 mil' rap page
Seein' is believing
They didn't think they'd see me on the TV
When I was young
They know they didn't need me
Still I stayed ten to the cement
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)
Fo sho, fo sho (fo sho)