E-40

E-40 - Dirty Deeds lyrics

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It depends on how much you wanna spend and how much profit I'm gon' make
 What's the crazy? Son Mac Kezy  right now they go for eight
 But you know we in the middle of a drought playboy
 so tomorrow might be too late
 Prices keep on elevatin
 escalatin and fluctuatin like Oprah Winfrey's weight
 Hesitatin  eliminatin competitor's competition out the gate
 Peruvian flake, cotton candy and Highway 5
 About an estimated four-and-a-half hour drive, LET ME GO
 Na na, can't do that, too dangerous, too young
 Back off, it's a commotion, might even swallow your tongue
 HOW?!? I'll tell ya later, pop your ass Miss Kezy
 Where we headed? Venice Beach
 Gotta go pick up our greasy ex-po po martial arts expert
 Money on grip and desperate, nuttin to be reckoned with
 I tell you motherfuckers she's a fool
 Damn she sound like a fuckin nut
 Let's bust her potna and get the fuck

 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Look here)
 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Whatcha do?)
 Doin a bunch of dirty deeds

 It ain't gon' be no cakewalk, so whatever ya do don't talk
 Others been sufficed to triangular markers with numbers on em
 and bodies outlined in chalk
 Bodies outlined in chalk, triangular markers with numbers on em
 and bodies outlined in chalk
 Call them organs, call my lawyer while you're at it
 Tell my cottage get that dope up out the attic
 We ism, I caught the po-po tryin ta spoil it
 Too much narcotics to be flushin down the toilet
 These bitches talkin bout some shit I never knew about
 Some shit I never heard, some shit that I could sue about
 Knew I was in Pittsburgh promotin a charity concert wit my weep
 and luckily a motherfucker like me
 had enough common sense to keep the receipt
 35th and room service, buffalo wings and Gucci dressin, Caesar salad
 a glass of wine and lots of sexin, don't you doubt it
 25 percent bookworm, 150 percent street smart
 Makin business, accusations only reach a start

 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Watcha do?)
 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Uhh)
 Doin a bunch of dirty deeds

 As soon as I could walk I'd cooked up bout half a meal ticket
 at the age of 17 years old fuckin em up like that
 Ovulatin in the kettle loft cos I kept watchin the game
 I'd fall in the yard
 Operation Desperation, go get your fetch, daddy slingin niggas who off
 In front of the liquor store tryin to get somebody
 to buy me a bottle and a pack of Newports
 so that a motherfucker can up-chuck on the teacher
 when I get to school, restricted
 So move up out of the classroom, better yet after school to diss this
 Hella quick tip, wit extra manners, tie your ass up wit the phone cord
 Duct tape your mouth, talk to your ass in Spanish
 Describe me voice, like me no speak no English
 Take me razorblade and get to choppin at your fingers
 Straight killers new to my squadron
 My deuce don't even know that's on my squadron's back
 Godzilla ballers, a juvenile with damn man respect
 Craze up off the set, pistol whippin negroes wit my Tek
 Nina millimetre heater, heavy metal wet
 Crushin heads and snappin necks, causin nosebleeds
 A 150 percent street nigga about dem dirty deeds

 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Whatcha do?)
 We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
 Livin life as a criminal doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 (Whatcha do?)
 Doin a bunch of dirty deeds
 *repeat x3
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Author: Dale Everingham

Composer: Dale Everingham

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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