L.I.Q. - E-40

Mobb that shit out nigga

Bosko, Mobb that shit, beotch

Mobb shit

(Mobb shit)

We invented this shit

(What'd we do?)

Boy I helped pioneer this

Boy I helped pioneer this

Hoe beotch

I’m irkin', head spinnin' dome swervin'

Emergin' to the right to the left, see three, hallucinatin'

Stoned ain’t got a lick but a bra protection on my phone

Therefore that’ll make it this that much easier

For anybody with a computer that got the right data information

Software to clone, clone it off the streets how much?

Bass head dis down playa price boy a hundred piece

(Hundred piece)

Shit I don’t figure dat dere ain’t no mo' worse than clonin' sheep

Just understand, I dub this for my weepies

More hair on my face than my daddy do

(Daddy do)

I guess it’s them steroids that they been puttin' in our food

(In our food)

Shit the man behind the counter at the liquor store asked him for ID

Before he get to askin' me and if he ask me for ID

Then I’ma get bitch

To use some of that swindlin' ass fast-fast talkin'

Con man in the ghetto urban reverse psychology

Niggaz got it tough out here, tough out here, it’s rough

Niggaz got it rough out here, nigga out here, it’s tough

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

Hello my friend, whassuper dude?

Give me a pack of sunflower seeds

And a box of larger size Magnum rubbers

A generic lemon squeeze lime juice and a bottle of Goldschlager

A pack of licorice, lick 'em and lock 'em zig-zags

A hard boiled egg and them pickled pig feet

(Pickled pigs feet)

Shit I gotta do as much fuckin' and partyin' as I can

I gotta go turn myself in next week

(Beotch)

I’m up all night, playa what chagonna be doin'

Up in somebody’s layin' pipe

Bitch be talkin' about suin' and try to accuse yo' ass of rape

'Cause you rap sa' hoe, I ain’t even tryin' to entertain that

See I dip in mo' holes than a golf ball

Pussy fallin' all out of my Granada

Squabs in Kansas City, squabs in Colorado

Learned how to pop my collar in the city where they shot The Mack

Dem were some of the players that helped tie my shoes and lace me

Name was Curtis and B.O.

Well whaddya know?

Doo doo dirt clucks Messy and tap that ass fool we in hella

mo'

(Beotch)

Bitch-ass niggaz like B-Legit and And Mac-Shon, mack D-Shot and Lil' Bruce,

beotch

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

On the dope track where the bass heads be comin' through

I see more killings and more hop than the kangaroo

My baby’s momma she sick, she on that glass dick

Be crawlin' all on the rug lookin' for that shit

Hogan High School prom queen right?

On her hands and knees pickin' up lint and anything that’s white

That’s how you can tell that a dope fiend’s gone psycho

When they get to hah lookin' all out the curtains with they high beams

On the corner, be that dice game unfoldin'

(What happened?)

One of my dudes, seriously, he rollin'

Then a couple of fools pull up and went for theirs a-course

With intentions of splittin' my wig but it wound up gettin' reversed

I left they kite flyin', down for the grind, witnesses dissolve

(Dissolve)

A prime example of bad karma, Murphy’s Law

(Murphy's Law)

If you gon' be a fool then be a fool, shit

But just know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

Let’s hit the weed spot, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the liquor sto', let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Let’s hit the house party, let’s hit the L.I.Q.

Pull up sideways, doin' about a buck-fifty

Hoe shit

I don’t care, call the cops

Mob shit

I don’t care, call the cops

Mob shit’ll never fall

Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell that?

What mob shit do?

I don’t care, call the cops

All mob shit do is quadruple

I’m in this bitch, irkin' like a motherfucker

I don’t care, call the cops

Fuckin' shit, beotch

I don’t care, call the cops

Yeah that’s that shit

I don’t care, call the cops

See that’s that shit that get a nigga krunk, right there

That’s that shit that’ll get a nigga buck, on they hoe ass

Mobb that shit out nigga

Bosko, Mobb that shit they ain’t knowin'

See I spit that shit too look here

Make the shit go like this here