Stove on High

E-40 feat. Stresmatic

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Ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh! We keep it lit up in this motherfucker Bricks up in this motherfucker, we rich up in this motherfucker Extra clips up in this motherfucker, Ziplocs in this bitch Gumball pops in this bitch, culinary spoons in this bitch Triple beams in this bitch We take this shit serious, don't you get it mistaken Poundin', it's our livelihood, our real occupation Sweatin' in the kitchen with the bulletproof apron Sippin' on the yola, 8 or 9 over, give or takin' In the wee hours, shotgun hours During this 2 to 4 hour run, we sell heroin Outnumber the cops, me and my gang Choppers fresh out the box, fresh off the train Private property, me and my mans Go in the mountains and practice shootin' you cans We trained like the MMA in case we gotta knuck Go in the garage and put on the gloves, bitch! Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high, ugh! This a million-dollar spot, bitch, listen here 20 Thou-wow a week? That's a million a year We with that action 'round here, 7-point-6-2's We call it foot action, knock you up out your shoes No forensics or clues, gangstas with short fuse Get rid of our threats (What else?) and throw barbecues We read the Robb Report, Forbes and the DuPont Register We build the latest gadgets, cars, homes and jewelry No foolery, we play the game for bread and meat If we don't grit, then we don't eat Airtight vacuum seal, pimp, no leak Ran out of dope? Go green and sell broccoli, bitch! Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high, ugh! Bitches and riches, whips on 6s, cars Handlin' business, neighborhood superstars No snitches, no witness, nigga, this block is ours Wrought iron fences, windows and doors and bars Sidewalk memorials, we pray and we mourn Every time we lose one, another one's born Look out for them boys, watch out for the Feds They got new technology, gotta stay three steps ahead They can see through walls with radio waves, not infrared The Xaver 800 is now nationwide spread Sometimes we look broke, so it won't seem so obvious Even though they know we push coke, don't wanna attract a audience When it come to the yola game, man, don't play If you gon' do it, don't half-step, go all the way Is it worth it? I don't know, my nigga, I can't say You can live good for 6 years, but if They catch you, it's all day, bitch! Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) Birds in the backroom that don't know how to fly (Fly) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high (High) We got the stove on high, ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh! Sto-Sto-Sto-Stove on high Ugh!