Текст песни Flashin' - E-40
Oooh
oooh
Flashin'
(*belches*)
Oooh
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
fuck
about
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
fuck
I'm
doin
And
I'm
blastin
up
in
this
motherfucker
I
got
my
motherfuckin
weiner
out
and
I'm
sayin
fuck
the
world
I'm
pissin
on
everything,
fuck
it,
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
fuck
a
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
fuck
the
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
black
eyes
and
bloody
lips
Cauliflower
ears
and
extra
clips
Gun
clappin
music
slappin
party
crashin
Blastin,
motherfucker
flashin
The
holiday
just
came
on
the
first
second
and
third
of
the
month
Made
my
check
late
and
I
got
to,
flashin
on
motherfuckers
Next
door
neighbor
hollerin
that
shit
about
my
beat
too
loud
I
walked
up
the
motherfuckin
steps
and
I
got
ta
Tellin
that
bitch
I'm
F-ah-LASHIN
Send
a
rookie
to
the
store
to
bring
me
back
some
Rossi
Ron
He
brought
me
back
Chablais,
and
I
get
to
FLASH
On
that
bitch
ass
motherfucker,
silly
nigga
Yknahmsayin?
A
motherfucker
up
in
this
motherfucker
FLASHIN
Get
to
testin
my
testicles
nigga
and
I'ma
FLASH
on
yo'
ass
Behind
my
back
and
it
get
back
to
me
and
I'm
flashin
Lost
all
my
money
up
in
the
dice
game
and
I
FLASH
Didn't
let
me
up
in
the
Club
Cafe
Echelon
and
go
to
FLASHIN
Dopefiend
ran
off
with
a
hundred
count
of
my
defense
and
I
FLASHED
B
of
A
wouldn't
cash
my
faulty
money
order
So
I
took
it
to
Scottie's
to
keep
myself
from
flashin
Bought
$250
worth
of
liquor
and
they
tried
to
charge
me
For
some
ice
and
I
FLASHED
Got
jumped
outside
a
house
party
and
my
fools
left
me
for
dead
When
I
got
home
I
seen
them
motherfuckers
And
they
ass
was
in
the
red,
I
got
to
FLASHIN
I
tell
ya,
bitch
these
niggaz
I
tell
ya
Shit
I
tell
ya,
SHIT
SHIT
SHIT
SHIT
BITCH,
shit!
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