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e-40 - i be on my shit lyrics

[chorus:]
dat n-gga so whack, why you f-ckin wid a n-gga like dat
where you got dat n-gga from, you need to take dat n-gga back
she be in da club tryna f-ck wid a n-gga like me, yeah
cause i be on ma sh-t, ain’t never low key yeah
i be on ma sh-t, i be on ma-i be on ma sh-t[x4]
i be on ma sh-t

[verse 1:]
i stay strapped, in case i gotta lay a b-tch n-gga 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 sh-t mad
real n-ggz show me love, an b-tches want my last name
i rather hang wid a broke real n-gga than a fake rich n-gga
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

[chorus]

(focus on ma fetti yo)

[verse 2:]
turned to d max, dabs a dat og wax
countin dese stacks, runnin game on a b-tch like laps
i like to get f-cked up, loaded an keyed off weed, mayne
d n-gga b-tch shows up, now she f-ckin wit me now
if she knew better, she’ll do better an get rid a dat square -ss 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 -ss 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 n-gga might be cakin’

[chorus]

- e 40 lyrics

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