E-40 - Paul Mack lyrics

[Hook x2: Joie 13] They tricking they treating This game is like Halloween 13 with a Vader mask Pimp C with a laser beam Rely on my pimping deep space when I'm slaying who*es Give thanks for my daily bread ask yourself what you praying for [Verse 1: Joie 13] Alle Alle auch sind frei fresh off a copping spree The bag touched down it's like a self fulfilling prophecy I skip to my Mary Lou my flip is gymnastic Hit her with Mac Dre she never seen a savage Raw like the dirty ba*tard but call me Mr. Clean A non violent takeover like Martin Luther King From Malcolm X's stomping ground where Magic Johnson balled My pen game is hella sharp from vandalizing walls French kissing Alexandra inside a bathroom stall Joie got the strip jumping just like a shopping mall I hit em with the 8 Ball it's space age pimping All you got to do is listen and you'll hear Richard sniffing Real live rail ripping I call it blade running Joie dropping hella names he must be Game's cousin 1 fiend 2 fiend 3 fiend 4 Somebody bless the DJ because he got the pure [Hook x2] [Verse 2: E-40] Who am I? I'm the guy What you do? I replied Rap now but I use to push pies way back in 1985 1985 should of been dead but I'm still alive International world wide gotta thank God I survived You might want to hide your boo Some pimps don't wear suits Just jeans and tennis shoes flyer than a parachute Everybody know my handle keep lit like a candle Light a cigarette Camel far bank roll man doe I don't like s**ers b**hin' made mother f**ers Back stabbing a** pions barking over there fiancé Say, the b**h chose me Took a shot crown some tangeray Dick her down she call me everyday Lost and found now she hear to stay Her ex dude's a clown n***a don't like me I make him bow down the K I pull the K Put it to his crown send him in his way It make sound let him know I don't play California that's what we do everyday [Hook x2]