(E-40)

Hey ah, which way should I steer ah

The beat keeps knockin down my rear view mirror

Pervin like a mothafucka swervin

Hope I don't scrub in my '95 Suburban

To go throughout the community squattin on gold tippy toes

Peep, breathin on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin niggas tweak

Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision blurry

Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that nigga Joe Torre

(Celly Cel)

What do you know it's siggity Cel

That funky niggero that funky nigga doe

Kickin in doors you beta grab ya hoe

I see ya cruisin in the late night

creepin wit my nigga B-Legit and 40 water, ah shit

(40)

We're here-we're there-we're everywhere

Highly intox-icated but we don't care

(B-Legit)

I'm from the H.I.L.L. the place where my niggas bell

A mack muthafuckin 12 will send your ass straight to hell

(40)

A tick a tock, the shit da spot

They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a chop

(B)

I watch them muthafuckas run

I do this shit for fun

You niggas know you can't get none

(40)

Biatch