Letras:
E 40 Growing Up

a soft-ass (??) I ain't gon' last if I keep fuckin with this fast life Chorus: E-40 and Lil' E (repeat 2X) He would grow up to be nothin but a hoodlum

soft-ass (??) I ain't gon' last if I keep fuckin with this fast life Chorus: E-40 and Lil' E (repeat 2X) He would grow up to be nothin but a hoodlum

up the dub What the west be without Snoop and Dub C and one blood? [E-40] The Bay Area, fuckers, we pop em Open you up if you got a problem Up top, born

the D to the o-p-e Hittin 03 with the ICP I like bass, treble, and the test up Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus With that 40-O, or thats trouble

go back I got 5 on it Potnah, let's go half on a sack E-40, why ya treat me so bad? 40 makes it happen Fives gets slapped and revenue grows From just

and we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene, just got some drank from that boy with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you

act rich with no cash on the bigger label Your tri state ways are shut down by barricades In fact I packed my bags, and listened to E-40 Mac Mall, C-

in my nick so punk nigga what you trip fo sweating me about some slut I didnt make that dumb bitch swallow my nut the running em up tone down slut giving up

A cougar, 40 years cold 40 ounce of brew, 40 this, 40 that 40 at the crap table shooting 40 stacks 40 thousands fans, 40 niggas on stage I heard 40's 40 but 40