E-40, Webbie, J. Stalin - By Any Means Lyrics

Ugh stick with it hahaha
Yea what you in

Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under the seat
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me

Can’t be draggin my feet and cattin off
Gotta be prepared at all times
Cause in magnum central and the bay
They’ll pop you in ya spine
And california is hella hectic tips get sent
Intercepted and redirected
Can’t be running around this motherfucker
Loose as a goose
They’ll turn you to a vegetable like the soup
Now i don’t condone busting a suckas dome
But if he plottin on my dome
Goin get his dome blown bitch
If there’s money being generated i
Want part of it keep a low profile stay low
Key won’t get targeted
Neva my multiplications
Splitting the block and it’s booming
And if i get ever get popped
Or pined it’s a family reunion
I be in that bitch shootin
Constant sayin I miss you
Makin dice outta water and toilet tissue
Drinking cadillacs, coco and coffee prunos
Playin dominoes, chess and peanuts bitch

Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under the seat
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me

My nigga 40 hit me up and say he need a favor
Ain't nothing sweet man, now or later
He said some niggas playin games
In the bay man keep ya pay man just tell
Me where he stay man
He told me 7s on the real
Me and this nigga close
And then he told me a little moe
I said he got to go
Fuck with my daughta and so know
You just goin have to be
Another victim of a unsolved mysteries
Caught a flight that morning and
Flew back the same night
Caught the sucka eating suppa
Blew his brain right
Up out his head he gotta be dead now
The kids cryin nigga mama probably be scared
Everybody pointing finga they don’t even know
I turned that bitch into a ghost
I move off the coast
I smoke like a roast get ya ass toast
And I be ridin' dirty from the
East to the west coast

Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under the seat
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me

Raw, raw hussle my nigga that’s how i do it
Real niggas get to the money
And run through it
Bitch i’m the shit like a sewage i
Get it and do it movin
Fast lane nigga i don’t do the cruzin
Fast life let these bitches do the choosing
I’m using all my knowledge and
Steady stackin my profit
Once you get around these bitches you
See that we main the topic
You hatin and niggas poppin we
Grindin and neva shopping
Niggas still selling dope shell rockin
I come from a corner where they still clockin
Ready rockin hit the avenue and get it poppin
Plus anywhere i go i got that wack a flocka
Plocka placka now that’s what i
Call a show stoppa
Amma get it by any means necessary
Nigga I ain't neva waited on the tooth fairy

Black chevy on 23s
I’m through the hood with b and
A 2-2-3 under the seat
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me
Worry bout me
Am like you ain't gotta worry bout me