Turf Talk - Back and Forth lyrics

[Intro] [Hook] Call me whip it back and forth Mister get it off the porch Ima hit 'em with the torch Getting money is a sport Talk and dance e'ry day Mama taking me back and forth to court [Verse 1: E-40] Uh It ain't gotta be over no skrilla Man a dummy'll k** ya Eat you up with the rototiller Nobody can heal ya Welcome to the mind of the fried and burnt Cali-harm-ya life souped up and turnt No ski mask, bare faced and all Been looking forward for years, finally seen him in sol A chance he prob'ly never would have got if it was night There at an intersection, two active cameras at the stoplight Disobedient and hardheaded As you can see and can tell School and education he failed But in the streets he prevailed His grandma used to always yell: "Slow down sonny or you gonna end up going to hell And you gonna burn for eternity." "Forever?" "Yeah, eternity." "Man G-O-D don't give a mother-f** about me!" The mind-frame of a youngster Depended on who he up under Not acquired at his funeral singing "Going Up Yonder" [Hook] [Verse 2: Cousin Fik] Can't nobody melt me f**er never felt me 'Til somebody shove me I'm the sickest n***a healthy There's nothing you can tell me Dice don't sell me These hoes want to nail me You n***as don't smell me Can't stay up out of jail and he Back and forth to court Seen him in downtown Vallejo He be: "Cousin you got a 'port?" I said: "Brodie I don't smoke." He said: "It's cool," Showed me a 40-cal torch "Lil n***a you a fool." Getting money be the sport So we ball like Laveranues Grown men clips yet And b**hes looking thirty-ish Everybody clean but we do s**ers the dirtiest Nice with the flow everything I spit is courteous But still I move mean like road rage Give a n***a that gas, he need Rolaids Magazine, homie, you could get a whole page Stay up in a bad b**h's mouth like c**aine [Hook] [Verse 3: Turf Talk/Stressmatic] Make a dope fiend my spokesman Give him a bump of this (I'll take this sh**) Get him going, he'll be back and then he spendin' chips (Chill!) s**er repellent, stay far from me (Watch out n***a!) You from that area that snitch from ? (New-a** n***a) .357 stainless snub If they fire it'll wake a n***a's game up I got two P's of green (I need a buyer) I need a coke connection (cause coke keep getting higher) Back, forth and forth Cookin' in the kitchen, pitchin' pitchin' off the porch Milk like money, smell it through my new denim Fake like my pockets got weights in 'em (Damn!) They got me back on my mailman federal sh** We don't need your weed got ? gang for a pinch I got crack dreams, man I'm gon' blow up! Ain't no money why the lawyer gon' show up? [Hook]