Touchdown from all angles...and what have you
[E-40]
Make like a tampon and soak up this game
While I teach ya bout my dictionary book of slang
I used to fuck with the triple, coconut popsicles
Been tellin` time on the grind, but never got caught in the pickel
My doctor say I drank too much, cirrhosis
But I`m pissy drunk till my liver bust cause I`m hopeless
Hope I don`t miss my target
Hope I don`t and tinkle all over the toilet
[B-Legit]
Money plus game four keys and a glock
A fat ass sack and I ran the block
If it wasn`t my brand it wasn`t on my corner
The only nigga plugged with the border brush
Got that white bitch, tight shit, right fo` sho`
Hook me with a pot and some soda and watch me flip the snow
Niggas know that when I`m droed that I be gone
And don`t know what the fuck page I be on
[D-Shot]
Back in 86 was a motherfuckin` trip to me
A young hustler actin` bad on the city streets
And never givin` a fuck about nathin`
Who`s that man that got jacked, who`s that fool on the pavement
Damn whatever it takes to get my grits
Stackin` large mail, tryin` to get my pockets thick
And fuckin` every bitch that I could
But what about those niggas actin` bad in my hood
[Chorus]
Niggas actin` bad (Ooh)
Niggas actin` bad (Actin` bad)
Niggas actin` bad (Real bad)
Niggas actin` bad (Niggas actin` bad)
Niggas actin` bad (Real bad)
Niggas actin` bad (Ooh, ooh)
[E-40]
I grew up listenin` to Too Short and Freddie B.
It`s some nigas out there between Magic Mike and Calvin T.
Kind off U-T-F-O, KRS
Blow Fly and Rudy Ramone and girls with sex
I ball up in my truck lookin` cleaner then cozi
Burnin` mo` rubber than a pussy on fire
See there ya go, 40 flashin` like blue light
Man fuck his ho, that bitch ain`t in check
[B-Legit]
I once heard a ho say pimpin` was dead
But me and that niggas smoked back to the head
We was choppin` up game just between us playas
The nigga tellin` me that he runnin` for mayor
With his campaign strong, got his money on
Front a brand new Jag when he wrapped his home
Growin` up in motherfuckers doings
Catch me out there bad, actin` foolish
[Chorus with variations]
[E-40]
Look, actin` bad unorthodox behavement
Celebratin` breakin` bottles on the pavement
Put some Barbarians on ya squad that don`t be joshin`
Flip a 1970 Cut and spoil it rotten
Every doobie roll thick to the Cali convention
Handin` out cassettes all we want is distributin`
Forced to sell tapes out the trunk of our vehicles
Tirty day assignments to sheet and leopolds
[B-Legit]
Shows out of state on some concert dates
Plus ice skating on some chrome 1-8s
Motel plans cause the game was hittin`
Seventeen G`s cause the game was spittin`
Hangin` in the halls in my draws and shit
Groupie ass bitch on my balls and dick
They makeme sick with they broke ass
Now who y`all know that need that dope fast
[D-Shot]
Now who`s got my back
Now that I`m fucki` with keys, hey yeah I gots to have my strap
Too many fools want to take my place
But I`m a sharp ass nigga and I`ma damn sho` stake my bank
I flips and flops, buster ass niggas drop
Pop the glock, drop my top, it don`t stop
Fuck these po-pos they always try to question me
Cause actin` bad is where a young nigga be
[Chorus with variations to fade]
