E-40 - Got Rich Twice lyrics

Hustling till I die, drink the bar dry There go that man again, right back in the public eye Drunk like Mel Gibson, get high, got a ton of DUI's Cognac sipping, XO, me and my guys Born in colossal, living our lives Trying to get this bobble head bobbin' so she can follow me to my ride So I can make a dentist to convince her to open wide Kick her out when I'm finished, take my baller a** back inside Drug terminology, corner talk that's all I know California mentality, ask about me pimp I go You can check my track record, I don't like to feud But if I must I'll have your head severed Blacks live in traps, zones and projects Corner boy greeting crack in the apartment complex World wide outside of the Bay they give me my stacks Do business with head execs and corporate execs He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up Cut him off like an umbilical cord, turn off his lights We need to silence that brother, his voice too strong on the mike I make it look easy but it's not, I'm just doing Feazy Why should I stop now, pimp, The Game need me? Be a real one, pimp, go get it and do what he used to Trying to get this music scrapping, move it, push it and groove it Louis luggage, rugging and rushing my intellect Got s**as hollering and screaming my hood set Designer socks on my Chevy box shaking the car You need my alpha minute, too heavy I can't stop Gaming plot, all my dudes on the grave clock Hope I die and rock on my funeral on my block The streets they don't play fair The mayor, he really don't care Momma worked 3 jobs, trying to keep a roof on hour heads Bologna sandwiches, pulled the mold off the bread He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up Gotta a lil' thump, we got what you need If you want it, got to copy it from me We are sure you too could see that it's real Everywhere we go we burn down the hills Automatics and semi's, high performance and hemi's In the thick of the soil, we think Buick's is Bentley's Coffee pots boil, burn, fly, simmer and stew I'm off of this oil y'all, I hope you is too Out of the Beverly camp you need a crew Showing our underwear, exactly that's what we do Turf dropping and stacking and money making Surfing, earthquake slapping and trunk rattling He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up Gotta a lil' thump, we got what you need If you want it, got to cop it from me We are sure you too can see that it's real Everywhere we go we burn down the hills Got rich twice, damn, got rich twice, damn Got rich twice, damn, got rich twice, damn n***a, I'd done it again, damn n***a, I'd done it again, damn n***a, I'd done it again, damn n***a, I'd done it again, damn