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All Tha Time by E-40القصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

All Tha Time by E-40

     

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[Featuring B Legit]
[E 40] Uhhhh.. UHHHH.. UHHHH! Ah? Ah?
[B Legit] You got Moesha E?
[E 40] All Tha Time B
You got your indonesia B?
[B Legit] All Tha Time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
[E 40] All Tha Time B
You got your chronic there too?
[B Legit] All Tha Time!
[E 40]
Might not know how to read and right but I do know Arm & Hammer
If the screen from a tweak of crack turns black that means it's bamma
If it's too many seeds in your weed, then chop em down
If your bud gets bogus, then run his ass out of town
I'm on the car key to ?spread terminal frequent? after seven
Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones, engine revvin
Smebbin, talkin hella shit to the cashier
Pi-pi's get right behind me askin me how much I been had to drink
and I said, "A beer"
Blitzed, out of my wits, drivin drunk
Let's see I done hit one, two, three ain't no tellin how many skunk
In and out of the holdin cell, blood alcohol like a warrior
And I refuse to answer any questions without the advisory of my lawyer
[B-Legit]
I been in it, all around it, co-founded
Did it when I done it, I musta been blunted
Ninety-six hundred for the two piece
I let the homie K-One run through these
Places that I roam I let the hustle on
I wonder if the chip in the next telephone
A bad motherfucker for the butter n grits
and you niggaz need to know this shit
[B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your indonesia B?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your chronic there too?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time!
[E-40]
I got the turf on lock, twenty-six glocker
One beeper on my side gotta be in the house by eight o'clock
Organized crime bitch, all the time bitch
Get off his dick and get on mine bitch
[B-Legit]
I be smokin like a broke-down Coupe DeVille
Poppin them generic brand Golden Seals
Parole can't hold me, and neither could y'all
Bitch me and my Click is off the wall
[E-40]
I fucks with everybody to somebody, major factors
To niggaz you can't understand shit
then nigga you must got your mask on backwards
[B-Legit]
Tiptoeing through the hood nigga, is no good nigga
Gotta have a pass, so we get that ass
[B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your indonesia B?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your chronic there too?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time!
[B-Legit]
Now the parties don't start until we walk in
Drunk off that gin, down to check yo' chin
I'm a mannish motherfucker with the chips and bread
and enough, to have your head kind of tough
Bluffin don't exist, we pull the whole cards
Tail between the legs when you walk in the yard
So if you hard, and wanna stay that way
You better watch what the fuck you play
[E-40]
Check it out
It's bring yo' own bottle, cause I be likin
to get to perkin somethin awful
and compute that motherfucker slurrin
talkin crazy to bitches, weeble-wobblin
Burpin, gurgin, stomach growlin off the hinges
Lurkin, torqin my stay highs with Red Ledges
I'm tryin to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow nickel
Run a smooth ass operation without gettin caught in the pickle
Take my cool ass on a vacation that maybe someday stop
Buy me an empty commercial lot
and turn it into a car wax wash and detail shop
[B-Legit] You got Moesha E?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your indonesia B?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time E
You got the street sweeper broom?
[E-40] All Tha Time B
You got your chronic there too?
[B-Legit] All Tha Time!

Writer : BRANDT JONES, EARL STEVENS, BOSCO A. KANTE
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z SONGS

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