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Viewing Lyrics for Mayhem:

Artist:E 40
No album artwork found
Album:The Element of Surprise
Track:Mayhem
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:1164
 
Lyrics:featuring A 1 Big Bonna

Bout bout bout bout bout bout bout
bout bout
bout bout bout bout bout bout(2x)

[E 40]
Me and my guys be lurking the
streets plottin upside down smiling
Bummin no matter Skully hoods bandannas bullets

Stocking caps Ski masks loced out murder one classes
Those who wallop hocked up
chopped tatoes permanent creased
survival one jeans
Throw away his real ooze
machines Chinese AK zooms, razorblades,
Jerry Curls, fingerwaves, and French braids

labeled him sinner look out for that motherfucker he might rob ya
Niggas come tatted up head
in a body slang

[Big Bonna]
Well it's your nigga Big Bonna niggas be
creeping up on ya
Doing for the juggler niggas trying to slug ya
Catch a nigga doing
all kinds of nasty things
ohh what I feel is mayhem brings
You see us on the block
we doing are thuggin, the gottie
Got the whole cap wondering who the fuck shottie

Lookin for the body, tell me what they found,
His head in Richmond the rest in the V-town


[A-1]
Thinking about the set up, trying to get my red up
bout my cock
this tech nine and get you wet up blue
So what the fuck they want to do,
seem like
we got the vas of these niggas
caught cash and thought we was through
So fuck this
old bat shit, I'll get the gat bitch
and probably blow your brains out
looking to
get my cap fit,
thinking they all acted up and while I'm at yo ass
I'll probably put
the fucking slugs in you ass

(chorus) [E-40 and Big Bonna]

(Causing
Havoc's, marking up chaos, bringing the ruckus
ghetto metal heathens, mobbing under bucks

(If you can't beat us then join us)
Get on the team street sweepers grenades rafts
and M-1 cambiums)2x

[E-40]
It's a cold piece of work I just wait

cause the way niggas are in the baby plan ain't too safe
Niggas will run up in yo car and
try to take your face
Move up out the plan so I trust no one take nothing for granite

(?) expanded double 0 chill hillside hillbilly like changed clammit
Dammit
Us
niggas is deep and do improved latex
found out where he slept and latest wave caps

Tycoons, this business is really too bad
that our biatchess find our villa skates

Sit up at the roundtable and discuss
trish ish batteries and territory issues


[A-1]
By any means necessary, so in your chest I bury two buck shots
so who
got six niggas next to carry
of these wanna be's, niggas they gonna see,
if you
motherfuckers put some that tatoned to me.

[Big Bonna]
You see these niggas
can't flip doing things that sick(like what)
Cut off your damn dick, make you eat your own
shit
But I love a little mayhem fuck it, we can do it
don't make me get off that
masso candy and some fluid

(chorus)

[E-40]
Uh uh A element
of surprise, getting my gig on
split yo house in half, with a dreadlock wig on
when
you do ya hot ones, shoot locus
it's the reflection program dinner rolls, automatic hit the
floor
Dump, bust, blast, barefaces
Strike, dip, mass like a mental patience

Run, quick, fast, and in a hurry (biaatch)
Don't worry forty vision ain't blurry


[A-1]
It's like military issues, make you wish you never got an example

stalking niggas like a bitch do
Can only ride so long with that fake shit I take shit

to the limit with no gimmick in ninety-eight bitch
So fuck what you say, and fuck
what you play
I down it straight and can't wait to hear what you bitch niggas gotta say

If I can't keep it real you can kill me so feel me cause
I bring things to the game
for my scuzzie

[Big Bonna]
We'll kick a niggas door in, hit and lick you
brags
Now you ridding in a fan, pulled tight and gag
Then they pullin up out the
Glad Bags, the hefty type
(But you niggas ain't got no kind of idea what a chopped up body
looks like)
Then them Niggas start to pull down your Levis
and bust you in the head
with ruggard P 85's
call a mortician, call mark class somebody in this motherfucker

bout to come up missin, best believe.

(chorus)2x

bout, bout bout,
bout bout, bout bout
bout, bout bout, bout bout, bout bout bout 2x
 
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