Flashin' (Clean)歌词
歌手：E-40 专辑：The Element Of Surprise
作词 : Earl Stevens/Marvin Whitemon
作曲 : Earl Stevens/Marvin Whitemon
Oooh oooh
Fla*************n' (*belches*)
Oooh
I'm gone off that boy and dog food, purina chow-chow
Pow pow, hot lead on a ************* head g-style
Never understood, grew up in the hood
Never knew right from wrong
Get to dumpin on a ************* for nothin for no reason
Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen
Meanin, give a ************* about life, i seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife
When i was three years old, finally figured it out
That's why a ************* sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a mother******** doubt, take a ************* out
For tryin to goaltend a mother******** paper route
Wet his ass up, fat lady single
Fully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonist
Fire extingusher, if you ain't spendin with me then mother********
You betta damn sure be workin for me and that's real as *************
Either that, i get your jaw wired up, pathological liar
******** game got me like this, murder for hire
Smokin more bomb than cheech and chong, i'm sayin
Hit up denny's resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of that prejudiced ******** mother********
Without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin
Damn near fla*************n, that's what the ************* i'm doin
And i'm blastin up in this mother********
I got my mother******** weiner out and i'm sayin ************* the world
I'm pissin on everything, ************* it, ************* i'm fla*************n
I'm actin bad
I got all kind of marbles on the mother******** table
And i'm tellin a mother******** you touch my *************t and i'm fla*************n
Understand my *************t, the situation is way damn real
Mother******** i'm drunk off the *************t
And i'm breakin bottles on the pavement, i'm fla*************n
************* i'm out there bad i'm poppin in the air for nothin
************* for no apparent reason i'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck
About to light the ************* crib up
Bang bang shoot em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as sugar cane
Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper
************* twerkin, go to several russian car
Cluckers comin through with vcr's
Microwave ovens and credit cards
Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps
Beatin ******** down with bumper jacks
L-r-p's ******** overseas shoot craps
Tryna to have more paper than a fax
Mother********s gettin to showin out when they off ecstasy
Liable, to ************* a hoe on her menstrual cycle
Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival
Psycho, it's all about survival
Quarter ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home while he slappin bones
With the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a *************
With a zap board, zenith hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin soda, listenin to the scanner
Scared man can't win, especially when i'm paper packin
Fetti stackin, ma*************n, fla*************n
I'm fla*************n, the elroy's pulled me over
And put the flashlight to my window and told me i was speedin
And i got to, fa-la*************n on they ass
I got to actin like a demon the mother********s told me
The other day i go to turn off my p-g-and-e
************* and i got to actin bad and i got to fla*************n
On a mother********, mother******** come out there
Talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the mother******** sto'
And i said, "************* i'm f-ah-la*************n!"
Don't let me get to fla*************n on yo' ass *************
Mother******** up in the club, and a mother******** step on my shoe
And i got to fa-la*************n!
It's all bad, mother******** used to be my comrade
Used to ************* the same hoes, wear each others clothes
Closer than a booger to a nose, choosin vogues
Slammin cadillac do's together, cookin crack
And make these zippers back, overkill
Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout
For the state troop, might shoot
Durin the drug deal, flippy at the mouth
Voluntarily ratted your mother******** folkers out
Tight about since little league, boy scouts
Paper route dropped a dime to get some days dropped
I'm uh, i'm ooh cranky, moody like a old hag
*************t gone get hella stanky if you ************* snitch-ass
Sucka butt-ass *************z don't bring me back my mother******** duffle bag
Consequences off the hinges
Lean ballin, alcohol and ********
A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed
A criminal record a full of dirty deeds
Givin *************z black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower ears and extra clips
Gun clappin music slappin party cra*************n
Blastin, mother******** fla*************n
The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month
Made my check late and i got to, fla*************n on mother********s
Next door neighbor hollerin that *************t about my beat too loud
I walked up the mother******** steps and i got ta
Tellin that ************* i'm f-ah-la*************n
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some rossi ron
He brought me back chablais, and i get to flash
On that ************* ass mother********, silly *************
Yknahmsayin? a mother******** up in this mother******** fla*************n
Get to testin my *************s ************* and i'ma flash on yo' ass
Behind my back and it get back to me and i'm fla*************n
Lost all my money up in the dice game and i flash
Didn't let me up in the club cafe echelon and go to fla*************n
********fiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and i flashed
B of a wouldn't cash my faulty money order
So i took it to scottie's to keep myself from fla*************n
Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me
For some ice and i flashed
Got jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for dead
When i got home i seen them mother********s
And they ass was in the red, i got to fla*************n
I tell ya, ************* these *************z i tell ya
*************t i tell ya, *************t *************t *************t *************t *************, *************t!
作曲 : Earl Stevens/Marvin Whitemon
Oooh oooh
Fla*************n' (*belches*)
Oooh
I'm gone off that boy and dog food, purina chow-chow
Pow pow, hot lead on a ************* head g-style
Never understood, grew up in the hood
Never knew right from wrong
Get to dumpin on a ************* for nothin for no reason
Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen
Meanin, give a ************* about life, i seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife
When i was three years old, finally figured it out
That's why a ************* sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a mother******** doubt, take a ************* out
For tryin to goaltend a mother******** paper route
Wet his ass up, fat lady single
Fully automatic converted by my whiteboy arsonist
Fire extingusher, if you ain't spendin with me then mother********
You betta damn sure be workin for me and that's real as *************
Either that, i get your jaw wired up, pathological liar
******** game got me like this, murder for hire
Smokin more bomb than cheech and chong, i'm sayin
Hit up denny's resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of that prejudiced ******** mother********
Without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin
Damn near fla*************n, that's what the ************* i'm doin
And i'm blastin up in this mother********
I got my mother******** weiner out and i'm sayin ************* the world
I'm pissin on everything, ************* it, ************* i'm fla*************n
I'm actin bad
I got all kind of marbles on the mother******** table
And i'm tellin a mother******** you touch my *************t and i'm fla*************n
Understand my *************t, the situation is way damn real
Mother******** i'm drunk off the *************t
And i'm breakin bottles on the pavement, i'm fla*************n
************* i'm out there bad i'm poppin in the air for nothin
************* for no apparent reason i'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck
About to light the ************* crib up
Bang bang shoot em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as sugar cane
Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper
************* twerkin, go to several russian car
Cluckers comin through with vcr's
Microwave ovens and credit cards
Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps
Beatin ******** down with bumper jacks
L-r-p's ******** overseas shoot craps
Tryna to have more paper than a fax
Mother********s gettin to showin out when they off ecstasy
Liable, to ************* a hoe on her menstrual cycle
Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival
Psycho, it's all about survival
Quarter ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home while he slappin bones
With the chrome pist-al, pistol-whip a *************
With a zap board, zenith hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin soda, listenin to the scanner
Scared man can't win, especially when i'm paper packin
Fetti stackin, ma*************n, fla*************n
I'm fla*************n, the elroy's pulled me over
And put the flashlight to my window and told me i was speedin
And i got to, fa-la*************n on they ass
I got to actin like a demon the mother********s told me
The other day i go to turn off my p-g-and-e
************* and i got to actin bad and i got to fla*************n
On a mother********, mother******** come out there
Talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the mother******** sto'
And i said, "************* i'm f-ah-la*************n!"
Don't let me get to fla*************n on yo' ass *************
Mother******** up in the club, and a mother******** step on my shoe
And i got to fa-la*************n!
It's all bad, mother******** used to be my comrade
Used to ************* the same hoes, wear each others clothes
Closer than a booger to a nose, choosin vogues
Slammin cadillac do's together, cookin crack
And make these zippers back, overkill
Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout
For the state troop, might shoot
Durin the drug deal, flippy at the mouth
Voluntarily ratted your mother******** folkers out
Tight about since little league, boy scouts
Paper route dropped a dime to get some days dropped
I'm uh, i'm ooh cranky, moody like a old hag
*************t gone get hella stanky if you ************* snitch-ass
Sucka butt-ass *************z don't bring me back my mother******** duffle bag
Consequences off the hinges
Lean ballin, alcohol and ********
A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed
A criminal record a full of dirty deeds
Givin *************z black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower ears and extra clips
Gun clappin music slappin party cra*************n
Blastin, mother******** fla*************n
The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month
Made my check late and i got to, fla*************n on mother********s
Next door neighbor hollerin that *************t about my beat too loud
I walked up the mother******** steps and i got ta
Tellin that ************* i'm f-ah-la*************n
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some rossi ron
He brought me back chablais, and i get to flash
On that ************* ass mother********, silly *************
Yknahmsayin? a mother******** up in this mother******** fla*************n
Get to testin my *************s ************* and i'ma flash on yo' ass
Behind my back and it get back to me and i'm fla*************n
Lost all my money up in the dice game and i flash
Didn't let me up in the club cafe echelon and go to fla*************n
********fiend ran off with a hundred count of my defense and i flashed
B of a wouldn't cash my faulty money order
So i took it to scottie's to keep myself from fla*************n
Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me
For some ice and i flashed
Got jumped outside a house party and my fools left me for dead
When i got home i seen them mother********s
And they ass was in the red, i got to fla*************n
I tell ya, ************* these *************z i tell ya
*************t i tell ya, *************t *************t *************t *************t *************, *************t!
