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E-40

Duckin' & Dodgin'

 

Duckin' & Dodgin'

(专辑: Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint Of A Self-Made Millionaire - 1999)


My scrilla' my paper my scratch, my scrilla' my paper my scratch
My hookas my bitches, my batch, my hookas my bitches, my batch
My peppa, my pistols, my straps, my peppa my pistols my straps
My oozies, my choppas my gats, my oozies my choppas my gats

The wires the taps the traps
Po-po got me twisted how can us hustlas maintain and relax
When these killas out here snitching bending conas fa cova'
Just remember tell my motha' I love her, I love her
On top of that the i the r the s
Police station looking fo' me got a warrant out fo' my arrest
Fo' tax evasion, fake identification
Up under alias number skipped bail
Now I'm hiding from the bounty hunter man I ain't neva' went to jail
An' told some stuff
Vallejo didn't raise no powder puff
When I see 'em I'm blasting I'm dumping make believers
Make somebody gon' mind something newspaper readers
Can you do me a favor an' ask yo' neighbor
Did he blast first an' ask questions later
I betcha they tell ya I did such a wicked ass earthling
Why did you kidnap that little kid, man I wasn't gonna hurt him

[Chorus]
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races
My stuggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

After ditching an' dodging the rolla
I found myself in South Dakota
All by myself grinding an' running the block
hustling an' slanging them rocks
Perking an' listen to pac switching locations an' spots
Greasing an' cleaning my glocks
Cooking an' throwing away pots
Copping an' ordering chops
Sewing an' stitching up cock
Scheming an' plotting my knots
Pajamas an' sock home invasion an' kicking locks
Jacking an' robbing ganking niggas tying 'em up
An' making 'em watch me fuck they botch
Serving flour in a drought
I'm in the hot seat anyhow plus I been done struck out
Already it's heavy I'm hurting
Two nights ago ran upon the wrong person
Pulled out his lead and aimed it fo' my head
Instead it hit me in my leg bursting
Who got a band-aid
Can't go see a surgeon cause I ain't on medicaid or should I say medical
I'm in this pal for quite sometime
Now I been wanted for a little while
Somebody dropped a dime an' I was [phone rings]

[Chorus]
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races
My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

The grays the hounds the bussies
Surplus camourflage in the middle somewhere in Kentucky
Way out of dodge lost a little weight but I used to be chubby nigga
Stressing popping pills
Taking more than anti-depressants I got the chills
Trying to get away from them fuzz and pheasants teaching lessons
Got mo' scrilla' than I done count blessings
Since I was hills the smithins the slugs the wessons
Engine block getting cracked with some of them 355 them 7's
Ya get mopped as far as weapons
I ain't neva been no sucka in life
Poked an' m-mate in the stomach wit a number twice
Fucking around when they brought me down to be exact
On the streets I'm nothing but up in here
I'm under dat act

[Chorus]
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out
Gotta git it. gotta git gone, git on out
The highs the speeds thew chases, the relays the laps the races
My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

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