Gasoline Lyrics - E-40

Elite alloy candy coated custom paint 

Verizon wireless phone 

Jacob watch with interchangeable bands and five time zones 

Tryin to holla at a redbone 

Smokin on some cactus 

Sippin on some super duper extra strength 

A buck fifty a shot louie the thirteenth 

Head hard as a rock stop by the barber shop 

Shoot some craps in the back then hit the block 

There go the elroys 

They handcuffin my boys 

They fittin to take 'em to the prestink 

Couldn't say they ABC's backwards 

So? Shoot I can't say my ABC's backwards when I'm sober 

E-Figgady a different pedigree than most of these suckers 

up in this industry 

be trying to copy me 

Trend setta, game markin decta, vendetta, big chedda, soil block protectas 

Hey, hey-ey 

Fuck rallies ride gold ones mang 

Sick Wid It nigga what you claim? 

My niggaz spit gasoline 

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Never low on gas 

Never on an empty tank 

High octane for the brain, puffin on some dank 

Traffic backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper 

Music on slap, sounding like a concert 

Drink in my lap, finger on my thumper 

Twist wig back, head crack 

Flat line, alpine, deck 

Rolla supplier, quiet as it's kept 

I wanna retire but I can't, the game needs me 

The game would be boring without E-Feezy 

I wake up every morning to a shot of liquor 

A shoebox full of herb and some grits and turkey sausage for my liver 

Sellin units out the trunk of my car 

And just think, I started with a pickle jar 

From a sixteenth of yowder to a quarter kick of blow 

To a whole thing of some of that YOU KNOW! 

Photos 

Hey, hey 

Fuck rallies, ride gold ones mang 

Sick wid it nigga what you claim 

My niggaz spit gasoline 

Yo, yo yo 

I'm close, I'm doing the most, I flamboast 

I coast, take my foot off the brake 

Then I casper the friendly ghost up the interstate 

Gettin neck motion, deep throat 

Honey bout to choke 

I got brigadels to see, marbles to make 

Drop the prices from state to state like the west nile virus 

Prolly gammas miralicious 

Big spit, game vicious 

Man on the microphigadelian foshelian 

It's nothin but the forty water 

Always on, uh, some unreasonable 

Can't fuck wit it if it ain't equinomically um, er, uh, ta, uh, feasible 

Me and my weoples stay yaypered up 

Got a "Just say no to drug" bumper sticker on my truck 

and an American flag 

So I can camouflage my image 

I'm smokin on some spinach 

I need to play some tennis before I go to court 

The water might be finished if he don't report 

Hey, hey 

Fuck rallies ride gold ones mang 

Sick wid it nigga what you claim 

My niggaz spit gasoline 

Gasoline!