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On A Mission
E-40, Kaveo
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E-40, check this out, man
I don't know what it is about these sittin' duckers
Thinkin' we some kind of bidnuckers or somethin'
But now, rightfully though
I like want you to lay some of that real shit down for 'em, man
I got the block sewed up, three and four million dollar spots
Rocks jumpin' off, marijuana and hop
Eleven 500s, dude
Dope fiends through off that dog food
Choppin' down ki's, gettin' all my props
Youngsters on the corner lookin' out for cops
They really don't be trippin' on what they can get
'Cause I just take 'em to the mall and buy 'em a fit, ha
Pistol whippin' punks on the boulevard
Wouldn't hesitate to pull your house card
'Cause I ain't takin' no shorts in the game today
Quick to pop, a punk tryna short stop
Money hungry, hard-hittin', stingy little nutscup
Penny pinchin', large meal, down for my hustle
Sittin' fat, like Chubby, all about my money, double back
Full of scratch, artillery, firearms and gats
I got funk with like seven different crews
'Cause I done jacked, kidnapped and did dirt to those fools
So wrapped up in my money that I don't think nobody can harm me
'Cause I'm a one-man army
I get a thrill out of killin', I ain't no peanut
If niggas want some funk, man, I'll bring it to 'em
"You're movin' too fast," out yells my mother
But it went in one ear and straight out the other
Me and my partner head out on a mission
Program tight, tell everybody we went fishin'
Clear the scene, grab my Mini-14
Funk-proof vest and a Glock 17
Old school mob with a heck of the dents
Surgical gloves so that they can't trace the prints
I know I'm in the red lookin' at death row
But fuck the 5-O, the po-pos and the metro
I'm on a mission
That's the shit I'm talkin' about right there, man
'Cause when a motherfucker tryna get his fit-natty on
That's the way shit got to be handled
'Cause in order to get paid
You got to do damage and take advantage professionally
As a nigga start to plot, I can catch 'em all at once
Spot slippin' outta bounds on the other side of town
I'ma get that ass, caught 'em loose with their pants down
Now I'm fit to clown, down goes my ski mask
Drivin' real slow, puffin' on endo
My partner E-Duecey (Man, them niggas think they federal)
E was the driver, daredevil type
I said, "Nigga, that's the first word you said all night"
Cool, calm, collected, but never will I sleep
E parked the car in the middle of the street
I hopped out the vehicle, them tricks hit the deck
I started lettin' loose like a Vietnam vet
Blah-blah-blah goes my Mini-14
Pop, pop, pop said my Glock 17
Shit was like flyin' in every which way
Raided they ass with some hollow point spray
How long did it last? About five minutes or so
Nathan but a bloodbath, niggas on the flo'
A few got away, but most had to pay
Those who got away, I'll find out where they stay
'Cause bitches like to lay and niggas like to screw
It's all about the set up, so look at what I do
Smoked up the block and then vanished without a clue
Switch up the cars and then change into somethin' new
I'm on a mission
Yeah, man, yeah, man, yeah
These fidnuc don't understand
Boy, it's some motherfuckers schemin' and plannin' out
And thinkin' they gon' get with a motherfucker first
Uh-uh, we ain't with that
So instead, we like snatch up the funk-proof Glocks
The ski mask, thots
Two bitches so we can like throw they sense of reality off
Catch 'em slippin' and leave 'em tridnappin', man
The funk still lingers at a threatening situation
I must make the hit before they think retaliation
Straight gangsta shit, poppin' off in a war
I'm shootin' everything when I kick in the door
One way to handle this, I need a couple of scandalous
Broads that'll hook up with them fools and take chances
Ladies and gentlemen, this shit here ain't for play
This the type of shit that happens every other day
My cousin's girlfriend's little niece knows the leader
Said he'll do almost anything if she just let him jeer
This motherfucker really in for the shit
Baby told dude to bring his whole fuckin' clique
Partner was the burger and his folks was the fries
What dude didn't know was he was in for a surprise
Baby brought a friend on the strength of gettin' fetti
Waitin' for them tricks at the Edgewater telly
We was in the cut, on the under in the closet
Ready to shot some shit, they was way out the socket
Knock, knock, knock, I said, "Shh, quiet down"
Blam, blam, blam was the second time around
I opened up the door and then I yelled, "Bingo"
Slapped in the clip and let the motherfucker go
Mission accomplished
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