Letra de I’m Laced - E-40

(Feat. ["Cousin Fik"])

He really a gangsta but they thought he was square as a box of apple jacks

He was getting his money from them but then he had a couple of setbacks

But he's still a celebrity with bounce back skills and ability

Raised by O.G.'s that been in a correctional facility

The thing about this new generation, they hella quick to bust they guns

Without thinking about the repercussions they relatives and loved ones

I can look a fool in his pupils and just tell what he about

By analyzing his hand-gestures and what come out his mouth

That come from being from it, experienced and seasoned

From hustling monday through friday, clubbing and going to church on weekends

That's why I had-pick my friends, never know what they'd do

Trust no human, just G-O-D and you

I stay looking at my rear view

I stay looking over my shoulder

Never know who want me out here

Never know who want me over

I can tell tall timber from tiny brush

I know the difference between a cabbage and the lettuce (bitch!)

Pull up a chair, and get you a taste

Of the sun-caked game, no chase (Motherfucker, I'm laced)

I ain't never been fake

Everything I said about you I say it to your face (I'm laced)

On eights, looking like skates

I never been late, learned the game from the grace (Nigga, I'm laced)

Stay in your place, and don't hate

Cause fucking with me ain't safe (Unh!)

If you can't cook stay out the kitchen, if you can't swim get out the ocean

Don't hop in the yola game if you're soft as Jergens Lotion

Believe half of what you see, and none of what you hear

Analyze that fool before you let him get in your ear

Sleep with one eye open, and one eye closed

In case the thirsty and dusty try to kick in your door

Never tell a homey how you make love to your woman

Cause he might be the same homey who wanna fuck your woman

There's three sides to every story, there's mine's, your, and the truth

Niggas loose they lives every day over a booch

You can fuck around and get stamped, fucking around with a tramp

Running around here loose without no structure in your camp

What niggas need to do is stay up off them phones, (Right?)

Bragging about the nigga you popped and killed last night

Cause then the dark gon' come to light, the streets talk

Next thing you know you body all lined in chalk on the sidewalk

I'm laced

Pull up a chair, and get you a taste

Of the sun-caked game, no chase (Motherfucker, I'm laced)

I ain't never been fake

Everything I said about you I say it to your face (I'm laced)

On eights, looking like skates

I never been late, learned the game from the grace (Nigga, I'm laced)

Stay in your place, and don't hate

Cause fucking with me ain't safe (Unh!)

I read The D-Boy Diary, The Hustler's Encyclopedia

The Player's Pamphlet, The Hood Wikipedia

The instructions and manual on how to handle certain situations

When you're dealing with fake smiling faces

And they say there's traitors and haters

You can look out for the homey with flying colors

But if you don't do it that one time, you a bitch motherfucker

Ain't that fucked up, what part of the game is this

Brother, throw me a bone, I'mma appreciate it

I stick to the script, I'm a laced individual

Keep a clip on my hip, and under my pillow

Never leave your drink unattended when you're rounding up on a cutie

Might be a setup broad, might slip you a goofy

I'll be damned if I go out that way, feel me

I make her take a sip, if she don't drink it that mean she guilty

Can't be square as a pool table and twice as green

Gotta stand for something or you gon' fall for anything

Pull up a chair, and get you a taste

Of the sun-caked game, no chase (Motherfucker, I'm laced)

I ain't never been fake

Everything I said about you I say it to your face (I'm laced)

On eights, looking like skates

I never been late, learned the game from the grace (Nigga, I'm laced)

Stay in your place, and don't hate

Cause fucking with me ain't safe (Unh!)

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