Flashin' - E-40

Letra de Flashin', canción donde E-40 interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm The Element of Surprise. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de E-40 no te pierdas este single llamado Flashin', no querras parar de escucharlo.

Letra Flashin' - E-40

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I'm gone off that boy and dog food,
Purina Chow-Chow Pow Pow, hot lead on a
nigga head G-style Never understood,
grew up in the hood Never knew right
from wrong Get to dumpin on a nigga for
nothin for no reason Mannish little
knucklehead, hardhead heathen Meanin,
give a fu*kabout life, I seen my momma
stab my daddy in the stomach with a
knife when I was three years old,
finally figured it out That's why a
nigga sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a
nigga out for tryin to goaltend a
motherfucker paper route Wet his ass up,
fat lady single Fully automatic
converted by my whiteboy arsonist fire
extingusher, if you ain't spendin with
me then motherfucker you betta damn sure
be workin for me and that's real as fuck
Either that, I get your jaw wired up,
pathological liar Dope game got me like
this, murder for hire Smokin more bomb
than Cheech and Chong, I'm SAYIN Hit up
Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of
food Run up out of that prejudiced
fuck-ass motherfucker without even havin
any n kind of intention on even payin
Damn near flashin, that's what the
fu*kI'm doin and I'm blastin up in this
motherfucker I got my motherfuckin
weiner out and I'm sayin fu*kthe world
I'm pissin on everything, fu*kit, nigga
I'm flashin I'm actin bad I got all kind
of marbles on the motherfuckin table and
I'm tellin a motherfucker you touch my
shit and I'm flashin Understand my shit,
the situation is way damn real
Motherfucker I'm drunk off the shit and
I'm breakin bottles on the pavement, I'm
flashin Nigga I'm out there bad I'm
poppin in the air for nothin Nigga for
no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH
check it out At this, got it fired up,
choppers in the back of the truck about
to light the nigga crib up Bang bang
shoot em up claim fame Got a little to
my name, slick as sugar cane Three in
the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper
Nigga twerkin, go to several Russian car
Cluckers comin through with VCR's
Microwave ovens and credit cards Pullin
all kind of heavy metal straps Beatin
bitches down with bumper jacks L-R-P's
bitches overseas shoot craps Tryna to
have more paper than a fax Motherfuckers
gettin to showin out when they off
ecstasy Liable, to fu*ka hoe on her
menstrual cycle Vital, lookin out for
the rival tribal dead on arrival Psycho,
it's all about survival Quarter ounce
zippers is on Run up in his home while
he slappin bones with the chrome
pist-al, pistol-whip a nigga with a zap
board, Zenith hammer, Arm and Hammer
bakin soda, listenin to the scanner
Scared man can't win, especially when
I'm paper packin Fetti stackin, mashin,
flashin I'm flashin, the Elroy's pulled
me over and put the flashlight to my
window and told me I was speedin and I
got to, fa-lashin on they ass I got to
actin like a demon the motherfuckers
told me the other day I go to turn off
my P-G-and-E Nigga and I got to actin
bad and I got to flashin on a
motherfucker, motherfucker come out
there talkin crazy to me lookin at me
crazy up in the motherfuckin sto' and I
said, "Bitch I'm F-ah-lashin!" Don't let
me get to flashin on yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club, and a
motherfucker step on my shoe and I got
to fa-lashin! It's all bad, motherfucker
used to be my comrade Used to fu*kthe
same hoes, wear each others clothes
Closer than a booger to a nose, choosin
vogues Slammin Cadillac do's together,
cookin crack and make these zippers
back, overkill Put the whammy on the
whoop, be on the lookout for the state
troop, might shoot Durin the drug deal,
flippy at the mouth Voluntarily ratted
your motherfuckin folkers out Tight
about since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a dime to get some
days dropped I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky,
moody like a old hag Shit gone get hella
stanky if you square snitch-ass sucka
butt-ass niggaz don't bring me back my
motherfuckin duffle bag Consequences off
the hinges Lean ballin, alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars worth of chump
change, chicken feed A criminal record a
full of dirty deeds Givin niggaz bl

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