E-40, B-Legit, Uncle Murda - Tap In lyrics

As long as you show respect, my nigga
You'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or
Get in a fight with us (You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinkin'
Up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything) crooked police
All they wanna do is lock niggas up
And take our life from us
(Woo whoa, woo woo woo whoa)

Put down a demonstration on the rival
Leave a pussy ass nigga unrecognizable
Cut off the head and that'll kill the tail
Run him down like a cheetah on a gazelle
In the suburbs, the ghetto
Anything can unfold in a white trash area
A meth lab might explode
See, that nigga over there
Lookin' hella standoffish
I don't fuck with that hater
I fuck with bosses
The jealous be havin' it in
'em 'cause we winnin'
Before rap, since the beginnin'
Longevity, got it tatted on my arm
I am to rap what Ron Jeremy is to porn
Got a reputable name, I'm concrete
Practice bein' solid
Gotta go in like a soldier or
Go out like a coward
I was borderline po', underprivileged
Laundry detergent to wash dishesbiATCH!

As long as you show respect, my nigga
You'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or
Get in a fight with us (You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinkin'
Up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything) crooked police
All they wanna do is lock niggas up
And take our life from us
(Woo whoa, woo woo woo whoa)

Mama with the shit, move the pain pills
Granny know, she go, she in the game still
Granddaddy, he shoot, he like to aim still
And now you know why we sift the bowl
The game ill
And I will spend a hundred on a EBT
Hundred dollars' worth of meat
Is like sellin' D
Check the melody, and the slow flow
And you can get it 'round the
Corner at the liquor store
Little mama ho, doin' hella bad
Took a trick on a date and stole his iPad
She be stayin' up late until her eyes bad
And she be full of that
Drama and that dry drag
Got to lyin' bad, tryna check a check
And out of respect, I'ma send a text
'Cause out in the West, they be on the drama
And not tappin' in, that could really harm ya

As long as you show respect, my nigga
You'll be alright with us
(Tap in when you come in town)
You don't wanna shoot it out or
Get in a fight with us (You don't want that)
Shorty and her friends drinkin'
Up all our liquor
Bitches better spend the night with us
(Drunk everything) crooked police
All they wanna do is lock niggas up
And take our life from us
(Woo whoa, woo woo woo whoa)