'cause I Can Lyrics

E-40 - 'Cause I Can Lyrics

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'Cause I Can Lyrics

[Jayo Felony]

Forty-WADAHHHHHHHHH!

Ehhh.. (ehh..) YEA!



We do this for life ya dumb f**ks, y'all niggaz is dumptrucks

The type to bitch up, and getcha eyebrows plucked

Mark my words loco gon' have it like Motown's heyday

So dope they name us all twice like we, Pelle Pelle

You better be prepared to call me Bullet Loco Gorde

Pop my collar with none other than Earl-40

Square off on a square like it's high noon, cause i'm a tycoon

If you f**k with Sick Wid It y'all niggaz gon' die soon

I can't make a fiend do nuthin against they will

I just leave they eyes so yellow you see em and yield

WHOA -- spill the guts of the ones that's not real

So when you see me nigga scream out one shot kill

Gotta, spot on my shoe from all the blood we spill

I get it even if I don't want it nigga like free refills

Y'all don't wanna give us our props, y'all niggaz gon' get dropped

Nigga f**k 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]

Motherf**ker ?? grew up on the undertuckamajig

My destination control the block

Fast ass wad full of ones in my pocket

with a hundred dollar bill wrapped on top

Thirty-two shot extended clip to keep it trill when I pop

Durin the summer it's Zenith's but in the winter ride stock

Better believe us don't try to play us for false

cause it's not a game no way no how

Bullet Loco, Charlie Hustle and Major Payne nigga now

How you think peons try'na deallllllllll with it?

F**k around and wind up gettin killllllllled with it

Beotch! New booty rappers get penalized, and expedited

Cause they don't think about they shit, before they write it

We don't sell narcotics with the po-po problems, playboy take a look

We off into real estate, CD's, millions of books

Used to be crooks still hang around crooks, dealers and ex-cons

Niggaz with Lucci from slangin that alcohol and shermon

Players with cake, pushin they weight, try to find the last trap

Transfer they bloody bread to llegal corporate scratch

What they want?



Chorus



[C-Bo]

Are y'all fools ready for dis? It's for loco for sure I'll blast

With Bullet Loco and 40-Water we take your life then we haul ass

Tall cash stacked in the basement

Can't leave the house with less than a zip an a extra clip

Niggaz 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 P

Niggaz just can't seem to get away from PD while they surrounded me

and houndin me cause I ball hard, on parole in a double-R

Fifty to a hundred G's and je-wels on wrists

Nigga we ghetto stars

Shit my niggaz spent G's and push drop Bentleys

Remi Mark sippin, Cristal, X-O Hennesey

And better believe if we enemies we spray ya wit these

Every night at twelve have your whole motherf**kin city prayin on knees

and still 40-Water pass the strap and I blast, Jayo hit the gas

Had to tear his whole motherf**kin head off tryin to get to his stash

Every man they all man, quick to pull a lick out the Brougham

Only reason I rode down on that bitch ass nigga, is because I can!



Chorus