‘Cause I Can – E-40 – letras

[Jayo Felony]Forty-WADAHHHHHHHHH!Ehhh.. (ehh..) YEA!We do this for life ya dumb fucks, y’all niggaz is dumptrucksThe type to bitch up, and getcha eyebrows pluckedMark my words loco gon’ have it like Motown’s heydaySo dope they name us all twice like we, Pelle PelleYou better be prepared to call me Bullet Loco GordePop my collar with none other than Earl-40Square off on a square like it’s high noon, cause i’m a tycoonIf you fuck with Sick Wid It y’all niggaz gon’ die soonI can’t make a fiend do nuthin against they willI just leave they eyes so yellow you see em and yieldWHOA — spill the guts of the ones that’s not realSo when you see me nigga scream out one shot killGotta, spot on my shoe from all the blood we spillI get it even if I don’t want it nigga like free refillsY’all don’t wanna give us our props, y’all niggaz gon’ get droppedNigga fuck hip-hop, nigga this CRIP-hop {*gunshot*} WHAT?Chorus: E-40 + Jayo Felony (repeat 2X)Pimp’n why you splurgin? (Cause I can)Why you go up in my bitch? (Nigga cause I can)Why you smokin all that broccoli? (Cause I can)Why everybody think you rich? (Nigga cause I am!)[E-40]Motherfucker ?? grew up on the undertuckamajigMy destination control the blockFast ass wad full of ones in my pocketwith a hundred dollar bill wrapped on topThirty-two shot extended clip to keep it trill when I popDurin the summer it’s Zenith’s but in the winter ride stockBetter believe us don’t try to play us for falsecause it’s not a game no way no howBullet Loco, Charlie Hustle and Major Payne nigga nowHow you think peons try’na deallllllllll with it?Fuck around and wind up gettin killllllllled with itBeotch! New booty rappers get penalized, and expeditedCause they don’t think about they shit, before they write itWe don’t sell narcotics with the po-po problems, playboy take a lookWe off into real estate, CD’s, millions of booksUsed to be crooks still hang around crooks, dealers and ex-consNiggaz with Lucci from slangin that alcohol and shermonPlayers with cake, pushin they weight, try to find the last trapTransfer they bloody bread to llegal corporate scratchWhat they want?Chorus[C-Bo]Are y’all fools ready for dis? It’s for loco for sure I’ll blastWith Bullet Loco and 40-Water we take your life then we haul assTall cash stacked in the basementCan’t leave the house with less than a zip an a extra clipNiggaz wanna know why I get down like this ain’t that a bitch?You see my, life on TV cause it’s the daddy with the ?? and a PNiggaz just can’t seem to get away from PD while they surrounded meand houndin me cause I ball hard, on parole in a double-RFifty to a hundred G’s and je-wels on wristsNigga we ghetto starsShit my niggaz spent G’s and push drop BentleysRemi Mark sippin, Cristal, X-O HenneseyAnd better believe if we enemies we spray ya wit theseEvery night at twelve have your whole motherfuckin city prayin on kneesand still 40-Water pass the strap and I blast, Jayo hit the gasHad to tear his whole motherfuckin head off tryin to get to his stashEvery man they all man, quick to pull a lick out the BroughamOnly reason I rode down on that bitch ass nigga, is because I can!Chorus