Drought Season – E-40 – letras

(E-40)Yeah E-40 and the muthafuckin c-l-i-c-k in this muthafucka, you knowI got my cousin Kaveo on the muthafuckin side of meWe fin to spit some of this old flamboyant shit, check game-It’s another one of them drought spots, a ha-bin cost is like fuck itNiggaz taken loses that they can’t make upGettin gaffled for some of that shit call cake-upStrechin the crap, making a bad batchThe screen from a trweekers pipe turns blackSo they go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin’ a fool yellin’But ya’ll know there ain’t no refunds in the shit that I’m sellinCuz during the drought season niggaz be lookin’ for a reason to rush yaSo I suggest you put up your bootsees man and pull out your buckets(kaveo)Here’s another part of this shit that a niggaz up lift about the gameThe drought season main, cuz this shit here never remains the sameAnd a brother ain’t about to let his muthafuckin capital go meinSo instead he gots to get scandlouscuz he can’t keep up and handle hisbuisnessLike he use to and he ain’t really wit being through, get to it dudeGotta pull a straight come-up, lickCatchin’ muthafuckas outta bounds swerv,breakin they punk ass leavin scaredCuz this is the type of shit that occurso don’t get caught loose on perv(40)I gots meals, wheels, and about 5 thousand dollars worth of billsBank account way on the red, fuckin with the highest overheadJackin off my money yo ass is out boy and I promise you thatI’m a money hungry muthafucka and I’m so serious about my scratchSo you’re best bet isto check yourself before you wreck yourself punk botchI gets down and dirty like Dr. Ruth and I put that on the GoochDroppin muthafuckas just like a bad habit, Dag nab itTricks wanna get outta line I let ’em have itNow bag it, I gots Ice Cream Candyand all kinds of things of that flavorAnd maybe later I might be willing to go low as long as you buyer beforeCuz I’m the only muthafucka with A-1 Yola,none of that ol caken with baking sodaIt gets released, ceased, and then the prices rises like yeastThose who gots leftovers will become obese,triplin’ my mail off the triple beam scaleI even got enemies with envy askin’ me for yayoChorus -The Drought Season niggaz lookin’ for a reasonIt’s like Thanksgiving without the feast -n (2 x)(kaveo)A niggaz tryin to work hard on a meal ticket so I can’t stand to be dryCuz after the stronger man supplybut in the drought season it’s too hard to get byNiggaz be runnin’ off with D gafflin muthafuckas, startin at chancesCuz a niggaz mail ain’t to muthafucka fancy,rollin around with a duece and a quarterCan’t get caught lose on the border, sittin on them thangs like 40Stay fuckin with a bitches brain(40)Can’t be affected by the great depressionthis country is in a recession, I reckonSo let me give yo ass a funky lesson-Never let a muthafucka know what you got or what you buyinIt’s dem bootsee muthafuckas in your town that’s always dyin’Stay low, play the background, keep your shit on a hush mateHit it hard one time and then hibernate(Kaveo)Now check game I’m tryin to do my own muthafuckin’ thangbut shit just ain’t rightFor heaters that just got way to tight, Jackin muthafucka’s on sightBut I’m a nigga that don’t give a fuckwhen I’m tryin to get my cashflow upAnd render them seasons what ever the reason may be, niggaz comin upshort tye, Gag, Watch em short out from sea,for sale signs on a nigga’s shitCuz he ain’t got no muthafuckin’ D,sellin’ up everything made of material GThe Drought SeasonChorus(E-40)I’m really not all sure about them thangs that fin to matureBut let me find me a nigga with a grip and hit his ass quick with a lickWhat’s your definition of a lick?Takin’ a niggas shitHey, put that on sumptinI put that on the click,if you consider yourself a hustla can’t be no busta brownStackin mail, straight come upin’, when funk come around be down(Kaveo)A nigga’s gotta have some type of hustlewhether it be sellin’ Dank or robbin banksSnitches can’t go to the pen cuz they fuck around and wind up shankedIn the presence of drought season shit gets hecticniggaz losin they lives when they least expect it(E-40)It’s E-40 and my cousin Kaveo lettin’ muthafuckas know mainSpittin that ol shit that muthafuckas don’t understand anTardy to the crazy ass game, never gotta be cleverSpecially in this type of weather, Ya Know?The Drought SeasonChorus (4x)