E-40 Let Him Have It Lyrics

Federal Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Drought Season
  • 2 Rat Heads
  • 3 Federal
  • 4 Outsmart the Po Po's
  • 5 Hide 'n' Seek
  • 6 Carlos Rossi
  • 7 Tanji II
  • 8 Let Him Have It
  • 9 Questions
  • 10 Extra Manish
  • 11 Get Em Up
  • 12 Nuttin Ass Nigga
  • 13 Rasta Funky Style
  • 14 Shots Out
  • I never stayed my *** home I always thought that I was grown
    In the traffic I was gone you see my head was made of stone
    Got a problem with me?
    Then feel free ************
    Don't be talkin' under yo breath
    'cause that might be the cause of your death
    'cause I'm a quick to stop a ***** in his tracks main
    So lets get this **** out in the open
    I used to like to go from the shoulders get em up, one on ones
    Now it's a whole different ball game *****s that carry guns
    A sucka will kill you first, and you will be layin' in the hurst
    Takin' a deep *** sleep knowin' it wasn't worth
    Provin' you wasn't a punk
    *****s don't want to thump
    *****s just want to funk and shot up a *****s trunk
    I met a ***** last week at the Orgen Room
    Bought her a drink and said "what's up on the telly room?"
    Just then I felt some trouble kickin' in
    Spotted her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen
    ************s get to baulkin' when the liquors talkin'
    Drunk **********a' step on my toe and kept on walkin'
    I said "what's up with ya potna, say excuse me or somethin'"
    He turned around looked at me and started mean muggin'
    I guess he thought he pumped fear until I said
    "***** don't you know I'll have you touchin' everything in here"
    He went for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin'
    Dag nab it, I had to let him have it

    What type of ***** did he think you was E?
    I know he didn't think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin'.
    He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin'
    Now tell me somethin' why do ************s wait till that ***** commits
    Himself to realize that a hillside hillbilly is the wrong type of
    ***** to **** with? E do you feel me?
    Yeah I feel ya sahob
    Well lets take it to the next page then
    Oh you mean that part about the dungeon?
    You know!

    The next morning, I'm sittin' in the dungeon-wonderin'
    Should I be dissed nope I did it in self defense
    I wasn't twisted, I hadn't even started yet
    It happened to fast before someone could stop me
    I wish I had some dank weed
    While I wait out these 24 more hours before I plead
    Freedom I'm gonna miss ya (I wish I had some dice)
    Made me some dice out of some water and toilet tissue
    Now this the part that's ****ed up
    I walks into the day room manner room what the ****
    I never thought that I would straight make ah
    The front page of the newspaper
    Shut up a do wop, shut up a do wop
    Man they bout to send me up state ah
    Talking that **** about makin' me a motheruckin' ******
    I make a shank outta plastic and let a ***** have it

    That's what's really goin' down
    'cause when a ************s down for the count
    You gotta be about it or be without it
    'cause what a ************ once told me see a mark sleep
    Leave him sleep in the middle of the street
    If you can't stand the heat stay up out the kitchen

    Now I'm still in the county's face
    Fighting this funky *** 187 case
    Shoot me a kite that's a good way to mingle
    I'll be in this ***** eatin' **** on the ****in' shingle
    Gettin' big as a house, bulkin' up
    400 club waiting for the Mercedes deep roll it up
    My dream came true after almost 2 years of incarceration
    Now I'm out drinkin' brew havin' fun with my folks
    Lovin' everybody gettin' twisted and crackin jokes
    Huggin' anybody cryin'
    I missed every ***** in my click and I ain't lyin'
    We bones out to a party
    I'm on P-role but what can I say
    I can't let em know I'm stuck
    I roast *****es but I'm not a damn peanut
    Now I'm at the party thought I wasn't
    Dancin' with the dead *****s fine *** cousin
    I wonder if she thinkin' my my my
    The ***** been lovin' me ever since Hogan High
    She had some hard *** cousins that wasn't wit it
    They went out they way to make sure that I didn't get it
    But now tricks is for kids silly rabbit
    I had to let em have
    ************!
    ************!
    Motha'-motha'-motha'-motha'!
    ************!
    **********-************!

    Written by: Bernie Worrell, Bootsy Collins, Earl Stevens, George Clinton Jr., Marvin Whitemon
    Lyrics © A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING

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