The Click - The sh** That Will f** With Your Brain Boy lyrics

[E-40 and (B-Legit)] Money, money, money by the ton A n***a livin' life, thangs well (Way too fat man) Gold, diamonds, and rubies (Just plushed out) Sittin' in the lounge, puffin' on indo Hoes, Nintendo, and doobies (Lovely) Brothers gettin' bored from the daily routine (Let's go deep in the Chevy, look at motherf**ers mean) Man those motherf**ers can't rap (Well let's sag) Homeboy you ain't livin' life The motherf**ers ride is souped up (Souped up) But if hot ones if fired, n***as better duck And I'ma make the Chevy run faster than a money counter man D Shot hangin' out, what you wanna do with a mack 10 stand These are the things ya need to know man This sh** I'm spittin' n***as don't understand When I first heard this sh** I even tripped And I made it up, ain't that a b**h I was burnt, twisted, full of it and drunk You know, just like you sayin' "40 ain't no punk" (Wild as a cat, man this n***a got some game) (Servin' for the purpose you know, not for the fame) [Hook] This is the sh** that will f** with your brain boy It's the sh** that will f** with your brain This is the sh** that will f** with your brain boy It's the sh** that will drive you insane [B-Legit and (E-40)] Brothers kickin' it with DeNiel (Mack D Shot) Gettin' busy bout the motherf**in' mail (Straight paper) Don't worry about a s**er (A punk motherf**er) Cause I throw these thangs too swell (Tea cake) Hopped in the motherf**in' drop (Like that) Struck to the motherf**in' block (Better knew as the spot) Seen a man in tan tryin' to serve on my land And shine dropped a motherf**er like he was hot (Lil' ol' pimp) My people from the Bay understand this (Like me) And when shot from my mouth, I don't miss (Bullseye) A word, phrase, now a clause I spit game just for the cause (Money hurt G) Renee called Nicole (That's my ho) And Shawn fired up the weed (Zesty) Nicole on the scanner had heard the word That we was caught in a high-speed (Now that's drama) In a cell with no bail, so what can I say Caught a case of seventeen on his way to I-A (Yeah, so why does county sheriff try to get with my brother's program) (But you know that I know that mack D Shot don't give a damn) [Hook] [E-40] It's about cash, cars, hoes, money Coke we deal and that sh** ain't funny I been around this type of sh** all my life A n***a can't tell me sh** about the price [B-Legit] It's like a school fool and I get paid Havin' any room for any teachers made The bullets that I drop are hot like gonorrhea (* Gunshots *) (AHHH!!!) [E-40] See ya Never learn and so ya burn my friend And now ya know that n***as wasn't even jokin' man [B-Legit] n***as try to jon my click so they can get with me Come to find out the faculty has no vacancy Ain't that a trip, ain't that a bummer [E-40] Man those motherf**ers tried to apply last summer [B-Legit] It's b**hes on my tip man, I can't shake her I send her to the track, tell her come back with paper I need mail another word for money (Oh) I want it fat like King Kong Bundy [E-40] Pager boomin' seriously Material b**h in agony Need to penetrate the crevice very badly Get with the program s*ut, don't just interrupt It's way too many skeezers out there wantin' me to f** The Bay Area my borther, that's where the real sh** happens n***as don't be barkin' just mackin' and campin' Slappin' hoes, triple Daytons and Vogues Top half strikin' in the 89 Rolls Never would let a n***a play me like I'm bad though boy My haircut is done by London Pope B go get the four door, mob station wagon (Like that) On the double cause n***as can't be laggin' Load up the back with gas, we need a boat-load of ammo This sh** is real, not the movie "Commando" And this'll be the light em' up scandal And when I'm done (Blow em' out like candles) See what I'm talkin' bout, don't take the wrong route Ya try to get in the mix and get took out [B-Legit] Yeah, as far as you tryin' to f** with n***as man Who really and truly can't get f**ed with man You don't understand It's way too serious on this Northside of Cali man But you don't hear me cause you think this sh** is funny [E-40] It's about cash, cars, hoes money Coke we deal and the sh** ain't funny I been around this type of sh** all my life A n***a can't tell me sh** about the price 13-8 a cake, it ain't fade Sliced and rocked in thirty-six f**in' ways Sold to the public, to the boys, to the gangstas Crews, staff, tribes, clans, clicks, and pranksters Break down the D, cut it up in boulders Brothers with the heart to roll, I call em' soldiers Now I'm gonna stall and pause and take a sip Finish the remains of the forties that I ripped (* Burps *) How about that!