Hunedz

Lyrics
[Hook: Rick Rock] Yeah, my nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) [Verse 1: E-40] No periods, all commas No ones in my stacks, these "hunedz" I can give it to ya if you want it Nigga if you got it then flaunt it I started with a teaspoon Now I'm a tycoon Keep it lit like a full moon Street sweeper with the broom I started with nothing, all of a sudden I'm something My jewelry be bustin', showcasin', flossin' and stuntin' My woofers be subbin', I know they know that I'm comin' You might want to hide her or glue your hand to your woman My big ol' G's be shinin', nephews and nieces be rhyming My lil niggas be grindin', and they be shootin' and fightin' I tell 'em stop all the violence, mommas at funerals cryin' The P's be poppin' and the mackin' be multiplyin' [Hook: Rick Rock] Yeah, my nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) [Verse 2: E-40] (Makin' all kinds of paper in my sleep) Gotta stay with your stapler, play for keep Don't wanna be seven days, I can't be week/weak Never know who out there plottin' tryna sneak I be blowin' purple haze up out my Jeep My ear be to the soil like a cleek I be perkin' off that loyal when I drink You don't want no problems, want no beef Your ratchets like some foil like some meat I'm talkin' sign language, I can't speak When I get questioned by police Threw off methods to make 'em think that I'm a geek Activated, I might put your ass to sleep The homie just touched down, forgot to mention Told me look at niggas hands and pay attention Be about your rubber bands and your funds I don't make it rain 'cause I ain't got no ones [Hook: Rick Rock] Yeah, my nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) [Verse 3: E-40] Of course, I'ma keep it lit like the fourth I could talk your mom out her purse Without no harm, or no force When I was starvin' like Marvin and eatin' noodles and spam Some bread or some milk or some peanut butter and jam The way I was built from the gravel, the soil, the land You can get killed if you out here cattin' and playin' I'm fried, I'm burnt, I'm on 10, I stay turnt Suckers tryna monitor the money I earn I got the gift of the gab, could talk a rock off a cliff Wells Fargo bill scraps, all 100's stay crisp Blue backs, well deserved C-notes, like Charlie Bird My player partners straight up out the rich Known for goin' hard on a bitch [Hook: Rick Rock] Yeah, my nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones (These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz) My nigga, these ain't ones
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Credits
- Writers
- Rick Rock
- E-40