E-40 - Neva Broke lyrics

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E-40 - Neva Broke lyrics

Hey, what's up my n***a Check this out you been listenin' for awhile Why don't you tell these n***as What they really thinkin' about When be wrappin' this mail [Verse 1] Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down I'ma go by me a check with my b**hes welfare check And if I hurt her feelings who gives a f** I'm out for myself, bout to make me a smooth cover I keep it on the under in a closet on the hush hush On my way to victories downtown surplus To get a blend aqua windbreaker To match blue latchin' vendeta Scadalism, that's what I'm majorin' in Yeah, murderism I'm doin' n***as in So give up the ghost my n***a Remember me, I used to be your main n***a But f** ya, I'm jealous and I hate ya f**in' guts I got it in me cause ya clockin' do-do bucks Break yourself, makin' quarters, ladies rings, chains I'll take that cartridge out and set it on the range Prepare for the jack if ya sellin' coke As long as I got me a strap n***a, I'm never broke As long as I got me a strap, I'm never broke [Verse 2] Got the n***a car at the mall on bricks Beat strip, beat tip f**ed him like a b**h I'm that n***a to hate playas A playa hater starvin' like Somalia You got some yo-yo Cause I'm right back chokin' again Chokin' mo' now before I did when I went in Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for real I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay clean and golden seals But I'm gon' be late, I'm on vacation Because it's too early for me to go back on a violation f** my P.O. I need some M-O N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this n***a's door It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep The best time to catch a n***a in his sleep Wake ya a** motherf**er I know ya rich Tell me where the f** is yours, I'ma bust ya b**h Do dick in ya greasel I tie him up And made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke Do dick in ya greasel I tie him up Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke I'm never broke [Verse 3] Baby crevice was tight like a pair of vice grips I looked at pop and said "You must got a lil' dick" Havin' shame he was cryin' like a toddler n***a couldn't stand here baby scream and holler I said "You got one mo' time n***a where is the minl" He said "It's in the den right corner, top vent" Folks remember that I'm scandalous and anti-f**less I carry diseases such as herpes and nut pluckers Nutted in the b**h, kissed her on her lips Made her get up and s** a little dick The b**h had her some play though Ya know she deep throat my big ol' I dropped my strap like a s**er would She said "How does it feel" I said "Good" She said "You know this ain't the way to mix business with pleasure" I said "I know this ain't the weather to make miserable pleasure" You know this ain't the weather to mix business and pleasure sh**, she tried to bite off my pecker Helped rex loose, I hangin' juice And after juice you beggin' for this sh** Like you gon' knock it out better Picked up my tech up off the ground Pistol whipped, tied up sittin' down I need a black screwdriver but a bu*ter knife will do To the vent I went to collect all my due Struck out the side of boss game steward Hopped in my hoo-ride made a left on Newark Through the dark alleys black this black that As long as I got me a strap look I'm never broke, yeah I'm never broke [Talking] Oh I see So what you're saying is a girl Is something like an investment Keep your revenues up to par And all you need is a strap Precisely that's how motherf**ers make them fat lick-backs See I'm way respected in the rap industry Cause I skip, spit that real-life type sh** Feel it, so let's hustle up the true motherf**ers Apart from the tarp And the motherf**in' good from the not huh

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