'cause I Can Lyrics - E-40

[Jayo Felony] 

Forty-WADAHHHHHHHHH! 

Ehhh. (ehh.) YEA! 

We do this for life ya dumb fucks, y'all niggaz is dumptrucks 

The type to bitch up, and getcha eyebrows plucked 

Mark my words loco gon' have it like Motown's heyday 

So dope they name us all twice like we, Pelle Pelle 

You better be prepared to call me Bullet Loco Gorde 

Pop my collar with none other than Earl-40 

Square off on a square like it's high noon, cause i'm a tycoon 

If you fuck with Sick Wid It y'all niggaz gon' die soon 

I can't make a fiend do nuthin against they will 

I just leave they eyes so yellow you see em and yield 

WHOA -- spill the guts of the ones that's not real 

So when you see me nigga scream out one shot kill 

Gotta, spot on my shoe from all the blood we spill 

I get it even if I don't want it nigga like free refills 

Y'all don't wanna give us our props, y'all niggaz gon' get dropped 

Nigga fuck hip-hop, nigga this CRIP-hop {*gunshot*} WHAT? 

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Chorus: E-40 + Jayo Felony (repeat 2X) 

Pimp'n why you splurgin? (Cause I can) 

Why you go up in my bitch? (Nigga cause I can) 

Why you smokin all that broccoli? (Cause I can) 

Why everybody think you rich? (Nigga cause I am!) 

[E-40] 

Motherfucker? grew up on the undertuckamajig 

My destination control the block 

Fast ass wad full of ones in my pocket 

with a hundred dollar bill wrapped on top 

Thirty-two shot extended clip to keep it trill when I pop 

Durin the summer it's Zenith's but in the winter ride stock 

Better believe us don't try to play us for false 

cause it's not a game no way no how 

Bullet Loco, Charlie Hustle and Major Payne nigga now 

How you think peons try'na deallllllllll with it? 

Fuck around and wind up gettin killllllllled with it 

Beotch! New booty rappers get penalized, and expedited 

Cause they don't think about they shit, before they write it 

We don't sell narcotics with the po-po problems, playboy take a look 

We off into real estate, CD's, millions of books 

Used to be crooks still hang around crooks, dealers and ex-cons 

Niggaz with Lucci from slangin that alcohol and shermon 

Players with cake, pushin they weight, try to find the last trap 

Transfer they bloody bread to llegal corporate scratch 

What they want? 

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Chorus 

[C-Bo] 

Are y'all fools ready for dis? It's for loco for sure I'll blast 

With Bullet Loco and 40-Water we take your life then we haul ass 

Tall cash stacked in the basement 

Can't leave the house with less than a zip an a extra clip 

Niggaz wanna know why I get down like this ain't that a bitch? 

You see my, life on TV cause it's the daddy with the? and a P 

Niggaz just can't seem to get away from PD while they surrounded me 

and houndin me cause I ball hard, on parole in a double-R 

Fifty to a hundred G's and je-wels on wrists 

Nigga we ghetto stars 

Shit my niggaz spent G's and push drop Bentleys 

Remi Mark sippin, Cristal, X-O Hennesey 

And better believe if we enemies we spray ya wit these 

Every night at twelve have your whole motherfuckin city prayin on knees 

and still 40-Water pass the strap and I blast, Jayo hit the gas 

Had to tear his whole motherfuckin head off tryin to get to his stash 

Every man they all man, quick to pull a lick out the Brougham 

Only reason I rode down on that bitch ass nigga, is because I can! 

Chorus