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e 40 - takin 'em back lyrics

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testing testing
40 water in this b-tch mayne, 40 in this thang brah
look, hey!
that n-gg- got it crackin this n-gg- got it going on he a fool
b–tch!
funky fresh for the 2 wow-wow 11 shot b-tch!

maynneeeee (hoe) i shoulda been a p, got the wordplay of a pimp
i drop a monkey off a banana tree, but i guess that it was meant
penalty,. lobster and shrimp
going to spending spree, giva f-ck how much i spent
playas don’t keep sco’, playas keep a hoe
if she bring me back my sho i tell her next time have mo’
eight, tonight, a dinner with waffles
all concrete all solid no cross artists
here he here he come one come all
40 water got some real talk for ya’ll
they put ya big homie gotta h-rn he behind them walls
i’m bout to plug him in and put him on this conference call…
“real n-gg-s unite, f-ck the lame
we goin leave these suckas out and pour em to a slay
mash on these marks, and flood the rafts
lower our rates and make h-lla cash”
ok (b-mp-ba-ba-b-mp) man this base line is stubby
(b-mp-ba-ba-b-mp) this the sh-t like huggies
(b-mp-ba-ba-b-mp) this thang dumb-ss slap
(b-mp-ba-ba-b-mp) man 40 takin em back
b–tch!

this the sh-t that i miss (40 takin em back)
this what i grew up with (40 takin em back)
it made me feel like i used to (he takin em back)
way back in 1992 (man 40 takin em back)
i’m a drink to this man (he takin em back)
i’m a smoke to this man (he takin em back)
i’m a get high tonight (man 40 takin em back)
get so drunk i wanna fight (40 takin em back)

west west california, killas and thugs
when n-gg-s get cooked (where at?) in front of the clubs
when fiends take drugs (why?) to get off drugs
with a buzz-well wireless (plant what?) and plant buds
where the drommers drift (what they smoke?) and smoke pot
where they crawl on the rug (looking for what?) looking for white
when you can get’cha d-ck sucked in the broadday light
and get’cha crab cracked just like a headlight
in northern cali we playing the game of life in truth or dare
well perfect waking hey sleepy become a perfect nightmare
“mr. officer, i’m sober i ain’t been drinking i ain’t perking
you can use the breathalizer mane i’m cleaner than detergent”
i’m old school like with the quickness
not an internet thug but i’m with the sickness
don’t n-body wanna take the stairs everybody wanna take the escalators
don’t n-body wanna work for days everybody stay looking for a favor
fly, duskers, hustlers r us
penitentiary chances, tasers and handcuffs
grime, kush, get’cha money side hoe
well think ya still on the block or got a regular job
b–tch!

this the sh-t that i miss (40 takin em back)
this what i grew up with (40 takin em back)
it made me feel like i used to (he takin em back)
way back in 1992 (man 40 takin em back)
i’m a drink to this thang (he takin em back)
i’m a smoke to this man (he takin em back)
i’m a get high tonight (man 40 takin em back)
get so drunk i wanna fight (40 takin em back)
b-tch!

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