Neva Broke – E-40 – letras

Hey, what’s up my niggaCheck this out you been listenin’ for awhileWhy don’t you tell these niggasWhat they really thinkin’ aboutWhen be wrappin’ this mail[Verse 1]Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch downI’ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare checkAnd if I hurt her feelings who gives a fuckI’m out for myself, bout to make me a smooth coverI keep it on the under in a closet on the hush hushOn my way to victories downtown surplusTo get a blend aqua windbreakerTo match blue latchin’ vendetaScadalism, that’s what I’m majorin’ inYeah, murderism I’m doin’ niggas inSo give up the ghost my niggaRemember me, I used to be your main niggaBut fuck ya, I’m jealous and I hate ya fuckin’ gutsI got it in me cause ya clockin’ do-do bucksBreak yourself, makin’ quarters, ladies rings, chainsI’ll take that cartridge out and set it on the rangePrepare for the jack if ya sellin’ cokeAs long as I got me a strap nigga, I’m never brokeAs long as I got me a strap, I’m never broke[Verse 2]Got the nigga car at the mall on bricksBeat strip, beat tip fucked him like a bitchI’m that nigga to hate playasA playa hater starvin’ like SomaliaYou got some yo-yoCause I’m right back chokin’ againChokin’ mo’ now before I did when I went inTomorrow I got to go take a piss test for realI’m tryin’ to clean out my system with stay clean and golden sealsBut I’m gon’ be late, I’m on vacationBecause it’s too early for me to go back on a violationFuck my P.O. I need some M-ON-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga’s doorIt’s four in the morning I’m on a mission peepThe best time to catch a nigga in his sleepWake ya ass motherfucker I know ya richTell me where the fuck is yours, I’ma bust ya bitchDo dick in ya greasel I tie him upAnd made him watch me poke her, I’m never brokeDo dick in ya greasel I tie him upThen I made him watch me poke her, I’m never brokeI’m never broke[Verse 3]Baby crevice was tight like a pair of vice gripsI looked at pop and said « You must got a lil’ dick »Havin’ shame he was cryin’ like a toddlerNigga couldn’t stand here baby scream and hollerI said « You got one mo’ time nigga where is the minl »He said « It’s in the den right corner, top vent »Folks remember that I’m scandalous and anti-fucklessI carry diseases such as herpes and nut pluckersNutted in the bitch, kissed her on her lipsMade her get up and suck a little dickThe bitch had her some play thoughYa know she deep throat my big ol’I dropped my strap like a sucker wouldShe said « How does it feel » I said « Good »She said « You know this ain’t the way to mix business with pleasure »I said « I know this ain’t the weather to make miserable pleasure »You know this ain’t the weather to mix business and pleasureShit, she tried to bite off my peckerHelped rex loose, I hangin’ juiceAnd after juice you beggin’ for this shitLike you gon’ knock it out betterPicked up my tech up off the groundPistol whipped, tied up sittin’ downI need a black screwdriver but a butter knife will doTo the vent I went to collect all my dueStruck out the side of boss game stewardHopped in my hoo-ride made a left on NewarkThrough the dark alleys black this black thatAs long as I got me a strap look I’m never broke, yeahI’m never broke[Talking]Oh I seeSo what you’re saying is a girlIs something like an investmentKeep your revenues up to parAnd all you need is a strapPrecisely that’s how motherfuckers make them fat lick-backsSee I’m way respected in the rap industryCause I skip, spit that real-life type shitFeel it, so let’s hustle up the true motherfuckersApart from the tarpAnd the motherfuckin’ good from the not huh