E-40 - Extra Mannish lyrics

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E-40 - Extra Mannish lyrics

(e-40) I'm a little mannish muthaf**a I take after my older brother Started off selling marijuana but now i'm selling yola sh** was gettin hella funky at first When a n***a was stealin a b**hes purse Ended up gettin kicked out of every vallejo school They clocked me like a circus I was the little mannish motherf**er showing off in the back of the church My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and i say "that hurts" Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash I never believed a hard head made a soft a** Cuz i be moving fast and i'd be tryin to stash Beat up the pizza man and then i straight dashed Disobidient sport cut my days short My momma got tired of takin' my a** back and forth ta court I said "momma i'ma straighten up for you and i promise i won't warrant" Got me a job as a paper boy 21 dollars a month 5 o'clock in the morning Damn i'm slavin' for the f**ing white man 21 dollars might buy me some ??(poor carpet chicken george) I'm tired of muthaf**as f**in over me How can i find a way to make some real money? But you don't feel me I was tired of being broke lookin coked down Came up off a twenty dollar put me down Next thing you know i was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin n***az was trippin' off me cuz i was a young muthaf**a ballin' Gettin my fetti on but when there was funk i had to starve Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the u-hauls Extra mannish I make you vanish I play for keep Investigate that a** till they find out where you sleep Muthaf**a it's commakausi Don't even try me ahh I bars none you best believe that i'ma bring me ah Fully automatic tommy with the infared say i'm sorry Before i pump your a** full of lead and dump the body Extra mannish, that's what people be calling me Oh we can be cool until you get to threatening me I loose my temper and sh** my eyes turn red Blow my top and get real hot at the head I guess i'm a failure, i gots no future in my front All i'm able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt Don't ask me why sometimes i go to church and testify The preacher preaches and i be dang near ready to cry Repute the devil I got to get out of the ghetto freak Sometimes i wonder if mommy and daddy really payin me Who would ever thought that a n***a like me Would become such a bad a** youngster My mommy and daddy done f**ed around and created a damn monster Why couldn't i wait till i was bigger Before i started drinking malt liquor I guess i was a nappy headed stubborn little mannish a** n***a (mugzy) Guess who comes through, comes through It's me the y-o-u-n-g M-u-g-z I'm just as mannish as i wanna be i pack a 30-30 n***as wanna blast me because i'm down and dirty Extra mannish how i'm livin and i'm f**in my neighbors b**h an She lovin' every minute of the dick that i be givin b**hes on my jock , b**hes on my jock s**as on the block know i got a glock Bini caps, b-coats and all of that I'm beatin n***as down with a baseball bat I'm havin revenues i'm gettin paid fool A ghetto muthaf**a with an attitude S-i-c-k w-i-d i-t It's young mugzy and e-40 It's explains why it's hard for us blacks and hispanics And why we turned extra mannish

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