Clown With It (Explicit)

Feat Mystikal

E 40

Forty water and Mystikal

What cha know about that n***a

Huh

E 40

What cha want girl

You interested in a thug a*s n***a

Wit battle wounds and scars

Lawyers doctors rappers R&B singers or sports stars

Wig splittas and dome crackers that s all I'm accustomed to

Allergic to suckas and bustas and get to sneezin and s**t aaachew

Ain't affiliated wit pathological liars and name droppers

Just bosses and mafia n***as

Slick talkers and collar poppa s

D**g traffic and racketeer bank robbers

Young pits pants saggin totin and packin choppers

I'm having this ghetto money tryin to stay papered up like a fax

I keep tellin all these n***as out this way

You ain't got to have dandruff to have scratch

Protect yo neck and yo chest

See my mentality hasn't changed just my physical address nothin less

Less

I smoke wit the gromiest and the highest

Takin my chances on hepatitis

Sharin my forty s of malt liquor drinkin

211 after any old n***a thinking&

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Pimpin mob wit it

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Player boss wit it

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Give a f**k wit it

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I mean sic wid it

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Pimpin mob wit it

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Player boss wit it

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Give a f**k wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Mystikal

N***a you must have been drinkin dog water

If you think you can f**k wit the bayou godfather

Smoke like scaldin water I'm come from the 12th ward

Cuts and welts and scars whoever face off

Burnin and turnin they lights out makin them stay dark

Body beatin and sweepin keepin em sleepin

Heat seekin deletin

Cause b***h I ain need cha

Feel like bullets hit cha when the rhymes flyin off

When I get finish wit cha

You gonna feelin

Dog tired boss

John Cofey from the Green Mile

Jump shop hop flight cop ride and

Tellin finally smell it and chop it up wit Fonzarelli

These n***as be sounding like they talking bout they on one

But when I come they only f**k up one run like homerun

Fire bringa

Rhyme singa

P***y banga

Young d**k slanga

They funky like Kunta Kinte own thang

On my bike I'm ridin the f**kin rap game on the handle bars

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Pimpin mob wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Player boss wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Give a f**k wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

I mean sic wid it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Pimpin mob wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Player boss wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Give a f**k wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

I'm talkin sic wid it

E 40

Livin in California ain't always to cute

Like New Orleans

You can f**k around and get yo head put on flat in a road rage dispute

The poor get poorer

And the rich keep gettin richer

These hoers keep pourin

And the spicks keep getting slicker

I play the game for what it s worth

Hard like penitentiary steel not soft like a Nerf

I know some cats seriously homey maybe twice

Ain't neva been pass four blocks in they li a life

Dudes can't even dream a dream about gettin paid

Just sittin on the corner sittin there for about a decade

I might not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I'm a rebel

Some cats'll bury their self alive

Just to prove they know how to use a shovel

And about you sounding like everybody else a*s rappers knock my flow

But in the back of your head you really be sayin

That their n***a right their be snappin

That n***a from the bay

I ain't even gon lie pimpin

That n***a a fool right their

He got a fool style

That n***a their can go&go

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Pimpin mob wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Player boss wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Give a f**k wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

I mean sic wid it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Pimpin mob wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Player boss wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

Give a f**k wit it

Clown wit it Clown wid it

I'm talkin sic wid it