E-40 - That's A Good Look 4 U lyrics

[E-40] Uhh... that's a good look for you [Chorus] (That's a good look for me!) I'm on another level Rose gold Roley with the yellow diamond bezel mayne (That's a good look for you!) Are you referrin to the ESV Escalade with the chrome spinnin shoes? (That's a good look for me!) Look at the way I'm movin I'm flippin hella units, n***a this is mob music (That's a good look for you!) Got up out the game Still spittin major slang, holla at'cho potnah mayne! [E-40] Uhh, see the crib, see the car, see the fast life See the pigs, see the medallion on my chest right This ain't theatrical pimpin mayne this is real life I spit the scriptures with vision mayne real pimpish like You like to slap this in yo' truck cause it's real right Hit 'em hard, never bend like a steel pipe Blow them P's to smithereens when I strike the light Shockin all exp-luh-explosive on the mic (explosive on the mic) What a MIT mean, merkin off that bay-oh-bee-6 Off 7 cups, drinkin Incredible Hulks You can tell by the lingo and the way that a player walk There's somethin about him it's the way that that player talks Whoa - watch the game unfold it's so cold (it's so cold) Colder than a six-pack of soda with froze flows (with froze flows) Bright idea with the wrong gang with lowest goals is like tryin to get on yo' feet with no toes [Chorus] [E-40] That's a good look for me! Born and brought up on the turf Played the game for what it's worth 'til they take me in a hearse I'm tryin to eat! I'm a turf hog Vet in the game I had, music on the shelf For at least a high 16, me and my car and my cabinet And everybody on my team stackin green Now that's a good look for us! Gotta know who to trust In game we trust, keep it on the low mayne Live one rule no names discussed Real hogs makin noise in the game is us And it's not a good look for you to hate on us I got a clique, that got a few thangs that click I'm tryin to make this presidential greenish flip Cause it's a good look for me to stack my chips And I'm chillin, I'm tryin to feed all my chil'ren So I can get both of my lil' n***az at least a million [Chorus] [E-40] [coughing] Back woods! Tobacco paper and turtle and Canadian herbal Me and my people and my weeple gathered up in a circle Jokin and laughin and smilin, all in the parking lot whylin (That's a good look for me!) Flowmaster pipes Look at the stripes on the hood, look at the wood on my dash Look how I punch on the gas, look at the way that I'm mashin and dashin dippin and glidin slippin and slidin Bouncin and skatin and figure-eightin and drivin And all out the window campaignin drinkin and sidin (That's a good look for you!) All the ladies like me They Dig-Dug me, they love me, they kiss and hug me s**ers be hatin and plottin, schemin to mug me Wishin and hopin and dreamin that they can f** with me (That's not a good look for y'all!) Not at all mayne 1300th block, Hillside magazine! [Chorus - 2X]