E-40 - I Be On My Shit lyrics

Dat nigga so whack
Why you fuckin wid a nigga like dat
Where you got dat nigga from
You need to take dat nigga back
She be in da club tryna fuck
Wid a nigga like me, yeah
Cause, I be on ma shit
Ain’t never low key yeah
I be on ma shit, I be on ma-I be on ma shit
I be on ma shit

I stay strapped
In case I gotta lay a bitch nigga flat
Jus cause I rap
Don’t think that I won’t bust my gap
I’m a thug from d mud
An I’ll play that sucka shit mad
Real niggz show me love
An bitches want my last name
I rather hang wid a broke real
Nigga than a fake rich nigga
Fools show dem true colours when
They off dat liquor
I was raised in d trenches
Wit d grimeys an hittaz
Posted on the af wid a mouth full a spittaz
Talk bout the OGs neva let
A hoe make us enemies
I’m solid as a oak tree
Neva fallen off like loose leaves

Turned to d max, dabs a dat OG wax
Countin dese stacks
Runnin game on a bitch like laps
I like to get fucked up
Loaded an keyed off weed, mayne
D nigga bitch shows up
Now she fuckin wit me now
If she knew better
She’ll do better an get rid
A dat square ass cubicle
He’s featherweight, I’m a heavyweight
Jewellry louder dan a musical
Ridin in summin foreign
She tired a him he borin
So I’m pullin up in dat Phantom
An ma ugly ass look handsome
Speakers throwin a tanrum
Money like Richard Branson
Alcohol in ma hands
(hands) , cheers like Ted Danson
Congatulatin an celebratin
Thanks for all d hatin
He asked too many questions mayne
That nigga might be cakin'