E-40 Concrete Lyrics

Revenue Retrievin': Graveyard Shift Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Barbarian
  • 2 Serious
  • 3 Graveyard Shift
  • 4 My Lil Grimey Nigga
  • 5 Yankin'
  • 6 Concrete
  • 7 Club on Lock
  • 8 Fried
  • 9 Back and Forth
  • 10 Bad Bitch
  • 11 Takin 'em Back
  • 12 My Shit Bang
  • 13 The Streets Don't Love Nobody
  • 14 43
  • 15 That Candy Paint
  • 16 E Forty
  • 17 Trapped
  • 18 Spooky
  • 19 Don't Try This at Home
  • 20 Tuff Times
  • Let me gas this shit right quick

    [Verse 1:]
    40 Something, still got it
    Fuck double platinum I'm try'na go double profit
    I'm in my own lane, that independent shit
    They back fuckin with me, a hundred thousand shit
    I'm a pyramid you a square
    I got that from my nigga Shake Da Mayor
    Mr. Flamboyant is back I cut my head
    They wanna see me go pop but the streets won't let me take it there
    As real as they come it's the shortish on me
    Authenic organic no MSG
    They diffy can't understand me they tardy
    They true they hella late they outta touch with the streets
    They favorite rapper is weak to me they need to stop sleeping on me
    Separately from the game I'm a whole 'nother pedigree
    They don't did them like they used to no mo, mane I'm alone
    Brah I made outta steel these niggas made outta Styrofoam

    This industry ass niggas (FUCK EM!)
    A&R's that think that they rappers (FUCK EM!)
    Set tripping ass DJ's (FUCK EM!)
    Closed-minded program directors (FUCK EM!)
    Internet tough guys (FUCK EM!)
    Managers that steal and lie (FUCK EM!)
    Janky ass promoters (FUCK EM!)
    If they ain't rockin' with E-40 (FUCK EM!)

    [Verse 2:]
    These funny ass acting commercialize rappers be killing me
    But they wouldn't be shit without radio, BET or MTV
    Everybody wanna know how I got famous how I became a celebrity
    I did it independently didn't nobody signed me potna I signed me
    What the fuck you think E-40 be saying is he really from the game?
    People love me mane I'm an icon it's more than just my slang
    People bug me mane like a python I squeeze on em mane
    When you goin retire? Probably when I expire (uhh)
    You might not see me on the TV channel
    But in the hit I'm still hot like the left sink handle
    Mobster like Marlon Randolph keep it lid like a candle
    Or sumthing like Rambo who's mandatory I pull the torch (uhh)
    I'm an intelligent heevan
    Fuck Chico State Police, they ban me for no reason
    And oh yeah, just to let'chu suckers know
    I ain't rapping to fast y'all just listening too slow


    [Verse 3:]
    Uhh! They thought I was this but I was really that
    I been making records before some of y'all was in y'all daddy's nut sack
    Water then ever
    Matta fact I think I'm better than I was hella years ago selling tapes out the liquor sto'
    How many years was that bro? I don't know
    Prolly 24 couple of the vaca's or so, the late eighties about my doe
    Did you pitch that blow? Man I plead the fif
    How you get rich than tho? Bitch by doing this...
    Dedication of hard work, sweat and tears, this ain't luck
    This one of the longest runs in any rap career nigga what
    I got my name from drink and hella beers to the gut
    Standing in front of my home nicknamed by Derek Jones (BITCH)
    I been selling my own with my cell phone me and my own money
    Just me and my family I don't know nobody
    But my fans and my folks and my real homies
    That be ready to scrap if somebody say sumthing bad about me


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