On a Mission

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[Intro: Kaveo]
 E-40 check this out man
 I don't know what is it about these? sittin-uckers?
 Thinkin we some kind of big nusters or somethin
 But now watch me though
 I like what you lacin that real shit down for em man
 [E-40]
 I got the block sewed up, three or four million dollar spots
 Rocks jumpin off marijuana and herb
 Eleven five hundreds due, dope fiends due off that dog food
 Choppin down keys 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 fet, huh
 Pistol whippin punks on the boulevard
 Wouldn't hesitate to pull ya house card
 Cause I ain't takin no shorts in the game today
 Quick to pop a punk tryin to short stop
 Money hungry hard hitter stingy little numbskull
 Penny pinchin large mail, down for my hustle
 Sittin phat like Chublee
 All about my money double batch 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 outta killin I ain't no peanut
 If niggas roll some funk man I bring it to 'em
 Ya movin too fast, out yells my mother
 But it went in one ear, and straight out the other
 Me and my partna head out on a misson
 Program tight tell everybody we went fishin
 Play up the scene, grab my mini-14
 Gold proof vest and a glock seventeen
 Old school mobb with a heck of a dense
 Surgical gloves so that they can't trace the prints
 I know I'm in a red lookin at death row
 But fuck the five-oh, the po-po's and the metro
 I'm on a misson
 [Kaveo]
 That's the shit I'm talkin about right there man
 Cause when a muthafucka tryin to get his fit-netty on
 That's the way shit got ta be handled
 Cause in order to get paid you got to do damage and take advantage
 professionally
 [E-40]
 As a nigga start to plot I can catch 'em all at once
 Start slippin' out of bounds on the other side of town
 I'ma get that ass, caught him loose with the pants down
 Now I fist the clown down goes my ski-mask
 Drivin' real slow, puffin on indo
 My partna E-Duece said (Man them niggas think they federal)
 E was the driver, daredevil tight
 I said "nigga that's the first word you said all night"
 Cool, calm, collected but never on the 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
 PROP! POP! POP! Goes my mini-14
 POP! POP! POP! Said my glock seventeen
 Shit was like flyin, in every which way
 Rated they ass with some hollow points spray
 How long did it last? About five minutes or so
 Nathin but a bloodbath niggas on a 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 setup, so look at what I do
 Smoked up the block and then vanished without a clue
 Switch up the cars and then change it to somethin new
 I'm on a misson
 [Kaveo]
 Yeah man, yeah man, yeah
 These fittin-ools don't understand
 Boy it's some muthafuckas schemin and plittin out
 And thinkin they gon' get with a muthafucka first, uh-uh
 We ain't wit dat so instead we like snatch up the foam proof glocks
 The ski-mask stocks
 Two bitchs so we can like throw they sense of reality off
 Catch 'em slippin' and leave 'em trittin up in man
 [E-40]
 The folks? a threatening situation
 I must make the hit before they take retalliation
 Straight gangsta shit poppin off in the war
 I'm shootin everything when I kick in the door
 One way to handle it I need a couple of scandalous
 ? that I 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 girlfriends little neice knows the leader
 Says he'll do almost anything if she just let him jeer
 Bootsee muthafucka really went for the shit
 Baby told Du to bring his whole fuckin click
 Partna was the burgalar and his folks was the vwice
 What Du didn't know was he was in for a surprise
 Baby brought a friend on the strength of gettin fetti
 Waited for them tricks at the edge water telly
 We was in the cut on the under in the closet
 Ready to start some shit they was way out the closet
 Knock knock knock! I said "ssh quiet down"
 Blam blam blam! was the second time around
 I opened up the door, and then I yelled bingo
 Slapped in the click and let the muthafucka go
 Mission accomplished

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Duration
04:06
Key
1
Tempo
92 BPM

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