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e-40 - rapper's ball كلمات الأغنية

[intro: too $hort & e-40]
where them naked hoes at?
e-feezy!
too $heezy!
we off the heezy fa sheezy baby
off the heezy i thought you theezy
n-ggas ain’t havin’ no cheezy like us mayne
they ain’t havin no raveez! ya know? sh-t
ha ha, know what i’m sayin’?
where k-ceezy at man? tell him sing that sh-t
lace them fools or something
biotch!

[chorus: k-ci]
say that you got it all
love the way you players ball
everyday you’re at the mall
tell me is it true or false
say that you got it all
love the way you players ball
claimin’ that your mail is tall
tell me is it true or false

[verse 1: e-40 & too $hort]
i put my mack hand down ain’t never been a sim’
i was havin’ b-r-e-a-d way before this rap game n-gga, been tim’
thought you theezy, for sheezy, n-ggas ‘member
earl, brandt and dannell, them boys from vallejo
at every light it’s automatic, burn rubber!
see my folkers in the traffic, w-ssupper?
follow that cab it got dope in it, uhh
my n-gga $hort got some hoes in it
i’m always hearin’ rappers big ballin’ on they songs
i do that sh-t for real and you will never say i’m wrong
s-500 straight sittin on twenties
tv in the dash pimpin’ hoes gettin money
i’m too $hort baby been down since the eighties
for the last eight years rode around in a mercedes
lexus, trucks, drop-vette, caddy
b-tches don’t call me by my name they call me daddy

[verse 2: e-40 & too $hort]
k-ci, $hort and forty fonzarelli
i’ll probably never have long money like ross perelli
but sh-t, we just want a help-
don’t want the whole plate
don’t put the two on the ten, don’t ever perpetrate
like a lot of these fools i see on tv
with the armani, chanel versus versace
why motherf-ckers can’t be broke sometimes?
sometimes it’s cool to floss
but don’t buy an eighty-five thousand dollar car
before you buy a house
they always said i couldn’t rap, i just say b-tch
i guess the b-tch, made me rich
and now you wanna call me hardcore
while i be steppin out the shower on a marble floor
i pay the irs taxes, send fedex and faxes
this industry is like f-ckin fat b-tches
all work and no play, i do it everyday
anyway cuz i gotta stay paid, forty

[verse 3: e-40]
we throw parties on big–ss boats, n-ggas ’bout they paper
ultrafied all-inclusive trips, montego jamaica
front row seats at the ultimate fights, shamrock and severn
long expensive fa-uh-flights, up there in the heavens
fat -ss royalty checks, fat -ss cribs
smokin’ blunts and drinkin’ brew on the balcony, barbecuin’ ribs
the more scrilla, the merrier
i represent the yay area
i walked from foothill and havenscourt to sixty-seven macarthur
to freddie b house to make tapes with my partner
hit arroyo park, we had tapes for sale
got a paper bag full of that, can’t you tell
it’s funky, everybody nod they head like this
i said b-tch, and everybody read my lips
i got rich, suckin up the game from the o
and even though a lot of rappers got the same kind of flow
i survived cuz i got mo’, game than them
it came straight from the prost-tutes, players, and pimps
it was my destiny, i came the same every time
so don’t question me, i transferred the game into rhymes
i’m not a freestyler, don’t rap for free mayne
it’s paystyle on mine, cuz i love money mayne
landrovers and toyota, lexuses
six-hundred v-twelve with them big -ss motor mercedeses
we don’t be savin’ hoes, b-tches be savin’ us
b-tch disrespect me in my car, b-tch best to catch the bus
i keep a briefcase full of game, while y’all be ear-hustlin’
ain’t no paperback pimpin’ n-gga, we ain’t strugglin’

[verse 4: too $hort]
i’m shorty the pimp, i come funky
again and again, they say when will it end?
maybe never, cause i can still spit it
but i ain’t rappin’ for cheese, i want meal tickets
gotta start somewhere, and i’m past that
for the right scratch, i’ll be the last mack
so stick yaself pretty tony
you tryin’ to make a hit, but your sh-t sounds phony
not like at&t but like et
you can’t be me, so would you please see
if you can keep my name out your mouth
cause you don’t really know what the game’s all about
it’s ’bout feedin’ the family, not freakin’ in the benz
instead of rentin’, pay for that roof on your head
and stop pimpin’ in your own mind knowin’ you a trick
put your hustle down playa go an hit you a l!ck
b-tch!

[outro: e-40 & too $hort]
that’s ritt
too $heezy, ant banks, forty fonzarelli, k-ci
d-mn is that right?
that’s right

- e 40

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