Flashin' Lyrics - E-40

Oooh oooh 

Flashin' (*belches*) 

Oooh 

I'm gone off that boy and dog food, Purina Chow-Chow 

Pow Pow, hot lead on a nigga head G-style 

Never understood, grew up in the hood 

Never knew right from wrong 

Get to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reason 

Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen 

Meanin, give a fuck about life, I seen my momma 

stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife 

when I was three years old, finally figured it out 

That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout 

Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a nigga out 

for tryin to goaltend a motherfucker paper route 

Wet his ass up, fat lady single 

Fully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonist 

fire extingusher, if you ain't spendin with me then motherfucker 

you betta damn sure be workin for me and that's real as fuck 

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar 

Dope game got me like this, murder for hire 

Smokin more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm SAYIN 

Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of food 

Run up out of that prejudiced fuck-ass motherfucker 

without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin 

Damn near flashin, that's what the fuck I'm doin 

and I'm blastin up in this motherfucker 

I got my motherfuckin weiner out and I'm sayin fuck the world 

I'm pissin on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin 

I'm actin bad 

I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin table 

and I'm tellin a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin 

Understand my shit, the situation is way damn real 

Motherfucker I'm drunk off the shit 

and I'm breakin bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin 

Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin in the air for nothin 

Nigga for no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH check it out 

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At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck 

about to light the nigga crib up 

Bang bang shoot em up claim fame 

Got a little to my name, slick as sugar cane 

Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper 

Nigga twerkin, go to several Russian car 

Cluckers comin through with VCR's 

Microwave ovens and credit cards 

Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps 

Beatin bitches down with bumper jacks 

L-R-P's bitches overseas shoot craps 

Tryna to have more paper than a fax 

Motherfuckers gettin to showin out when they off ecstasy 

Liable, to fuck a hoe on her menstrual cycle 

Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival 

Psycho, it's all about survival 

Quarter ounce zippers is on 

Run up in his home while he slappin bones 

with the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a nigga 

with a zap board, Zenith hammer, Arm and Hammer 

bakin soda, listenin to the scanner 

Scared man can't win, especially when I'm paper packin 

Fetti stackin, mashin, flashin 

Photos 

I'm flashin, the Elroy's pulled me over 

and put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedin 

and I got to, fa-lashin on they ass 

I got to actin like a demon the motherfuckers told me 

the other day I go to turn off my P-G-and-E 

Nigga and I got to actin bad and I got to flashin 

on a motherfucker, motherfucker come out there 

talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the motherfuckin sto' 

and I said, "Bitch I'm F-ah-lashin!" 

Don't let me get to flashin on yo' ass nigga 

Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe 

and I got to fa-lashin! 

It's all bad, motherfucker used to be my comrade 

Used to fuck the same hoes, wear each others clothes 

Closer than a booger to a nose, choosin vogues 

Slammin Cadillac do's together, cookin crack 

and make these zippers back, overkill 

Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout 

for the state troop, might shoot 

Durin the drug deal, flippy at the mouth 

Voluntarily ratted your motherfuckin folkers out 

Tight about since Little League, Boy Scouts 

Paper route dropped a dime to get some days dropped 

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, moody like a old hag 

Shit gone get hella stanky if you square snitch-ass 

sucka butt-ass niggaz don't bring me back my motherfuckin duffle bag 

Consequences off the hinges 

Lean ballin, alcohol and weed 

A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed 

A criminal record a full of dirty deeds 

Givin niggaz black eyes and bloody lips 

Cauliflower ears and extra clips 

Gun clappin music slappin party crashin 

Blastin, motherfucker flashin 

The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month 

Made my check late and I got to, flashin on motherfuckers 

Next door neighbor hollerin that shit about my beat too loud 

I walked up the motherfuckin steps and I got ta 

tellin that bitch I'm F-ah-LASHIN 

Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron 

He brought me back Chablais, and I get to FLASH 

on that bitch ass motherfucker, silly nigga 

Yknahmsayin? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker FLASHIN 

Get to testin my testicles nigga and I'ma FLASH on yo' ass 

Behind my back and it get back to me and I'm flashin 

Lost all my money up in the dice game and I FLASH 

Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to FLASHIN 

Dopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and I FLASHED 

B of A wouldn't cash my faulty money order 

so I took it to Scottie's to keep myself from flashin 

Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me 

for some ice and I FLASHED 

Got jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for dead 

when I got home I seen them motherfuckers 

and they ass was in the red, I got to FLASHIN 

I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya 

Shit I tell ya, SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT BITCH, shit!