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E-40

Genres: Hip-Hop

The Corruptor's Execution Lyrics - E-40

Hold up 

It's the motherfuckin' corruptor, since I came I was a hustler 

It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains 

To make these motherfuckers peep my game 

I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the snow 

 

And full of kicked on rivals, 

it's for survival, in the intestines of the city 

'Cause the game's shitty, and Piggly Wiggly on the payroll 

So they can't bust us and we shine like diamond clusters 

'Cause we some made motherfuckers 

 

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 

I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen 

I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' 

Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution 

It's the corruptor's execution 

 

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I be workin' and twerkin' my portable digital 

Triple beamer scale like a teeter-totter 

Kind of like a see-saw, up and down 

A hundred and twelve milligrams of some of that 

 

There soft white baby powder, equals a they call up the Valley 

Heat up in the garbage dumpster, "Who's sack is dat?" 

All the tiffles and po'po' I got it back, don't make me do ya 

I know these streets, like the Grayson's know jujitsu 

 

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 

I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen 

I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' 

Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution 

It's the corruptor's execution 

 

I'm havin' small change with gats and hundred sacks 

I got to ball main with thangs, I let 'em hang 

It ain't at all strange with game, remain the Savage 

And cabbage, got to come, if not, five-oh for one 

 

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I come with guns smokin' leave you croakin' in Oakland 

Without no words spoken put the Chevy in drive 

And ride the block hopin' not to choke up in back 

With the strap, and the kick in the back, imagine that 

 

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 

I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen 

I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' 

Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution 

It's the corruptor's execution 

 

Now, we get the cash the stash and bash 

Your brains all over this dashboard 

Give up the hash, and get you some gas 

Who'll blast you main in man's sport 

 

Now, brrr, stick 'em I kick 'em, Bobby you lick 'em 

We stole 'em and brick 'em to death 

K.S.'ll go left, finger flick 'em, bitches is breathin' 

They last motherfuckin', breath 

 

On the real how you feel about caps get peeled 

I just baby, deal with the talk 

You backin' the guns and all the law 

So just hopin' these bastards know that we strong 

 

Fuckin 'em quick in the back with the dick then 

Make sure while they don't know throw a trick in 

Keep yours eyes on Nich-en 

'Cause we stickin' the Bic in, any sick then 

 

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 

I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen 

I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' 

Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution 

It's the corruptor's execution 

 

Because I take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin' 

I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen 

I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin' 

Why, why, why? It's the corruptor's execution 

It's the corruptor's execution 

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