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[VERSE 1: The E] I'm just sittin in the crib thinkin 'bout the pay-off My nigga called and he just got laid off Now he wants another j-o-b Where you make a 1000 a day and Uncle Sam don't see a penny, gee He spent 21 months in the county And on his head there's a muthafuckin bounty Now he wants to be slick Wants to pimp, sell dope and have bitches on his dick Well, that's cool cause I'm that type See I'm livin by the trigger, I'm a nigga but I'm game tight Took him with my boys on a roll, gee To see the corners that I run and the cops that work for me A new nigga wanna jack So I'm headin for his house to fuck him off and take my money back Don't try to play me like a sucker My name's E, muthafucka, not Tommy Tucker Hah, then I roll around the block Just to check on an old spot to see if it's still hot A cop hits the block with his flashes Just to scare a muthafucka and count how many dashes Them niggas lookin at me sick, son They wonder why a nigga didn't run He's on my payroll Me and my boys started laughin At them niggas haulin ass and one looked like Action SongtexteHoes lookin at me crazy Knowin goddamn well a trick bitch can't fade me Now my boy's lookin down and out I wonder what the nigga's thinkin 'bout He wants power, now he's rollin with another cat A dope dealer turned smoker workin robbin where they sellin wax Now he's all about the gank trade The nigga's robbin and stealin, he's sayin fuck it cause he's gettin paid Then he started thinkin bigger Plannin on my downfall, but I figured he's a jealous nigga Go ahead with your plot, son And get shot in your muthafuckin face with a shotgun Easy come easy go, another duck He was a friend but not no kin, I don't give a fuck Trick niggas I devour And the course of his downfall, he wanted power [VERSE 2: The E] Rollin with my boys on a late night Feelin kinda sick from this bitch that couldn't cook right Stopped and got a forty so I can cool the head Heard a couple of shots to my left, the nigga's dead So I'm sayin damn, them niggas got me fucked up Made it to my truck, so I guess they're outta luck, Chuck Fired a couple of shots, then somebody shot back So I guess it's on, so I started bustin ass, black Cappin muthafuckas left to right, niggas dyin At the bus stop was this old bitch cryin Shot her in the throat cause the bitch tried to key me Shoulda had her muthafuckin ass watchin TV Jumped in my ride, down the block I started speedin Left in my trail was a bunch of punks bleedin Headed for the house where we meet when it's trouble Beeped all my boys so they'd get there on the double Now I'm thinkin Boss so I guess we're havin big fun Now I'm talkin tall cause I think I got a big gun While I'm layin out the plan I hear sirens There used to be a grin on my face, now I ain't smilin A nigga's got a rep that he gotta keep So full steam ahead with the plan, gee As fast as they shoot we'll shoot back And we'll see how many cops we can take, black See, it's all about survival of the strong It doesn't matter if you're right or in the fuckin wrong If you wanna be the man on the tower You gotta activate your mind, then comes the power Aus Songtexte Mania