Suga T - Sick lyrics

(E-40) It's sick out here - 4x [E-40] It's sick out here look at the clouds Look how dark it is out here Look at all the cars with they lights on in the daylight Another funeral n***as is stressing pressure busting pipes Crooked cops want to read my rights, nothing but harming Blowing sh** like baby wipes, no search warrant Dick off in your lig-a-ment What they find, some straight instruments I got the town buckled like a belt Within a few, I bail 200,000 was the bomb had to think Ten percent of that is 20,000 Inner-city bumping a thousand, s**as be dowsing Finding Jerry cats and mousing, infiltrating and doubting Uh, I don't know why we all so invious Too many chiefs, and not enough indians (Chorus - 4x) It's sick out here Sick, sick, sick, sick [E-40] There's fortune on the block Every five minutes, here come the cops I got a mouth full of hubba-rocks And about 3 thou-wow in my sock Plus a clock in a** cheek, Chairliggan's big brother Stomach about to bust, no Medicaid coverage In this game you can't be doofy Got to have some game, can't be game goofy Can't be out there claiming hard, when you soft Squares are poking out of cars, tare that off Take the scene that crowd Be about your war, or a route (Chorus) [Suga T] What you gone do when they come for you Better be ready better call your crew If you don't pa** the test, they'll put you to rest n***a stay on your toes, n***a be at your best It's that thug sh**, mean mugging n***a break bread You get nothing if you ain't put nothing in [E-40] I heard they took the T out of trust, in other words rust Where my real n***as, ain't no more of us Quick to k** n***as, there's a lot of us On a mission for that meal ticket on restriction Incense burning in the kitchen, just pay the vision Follow one time in my mixed up dirty piston But barely working on my third uh-striking On a good one man, everyday is thanksgiving (Chorus - 4x)