Текст песни: E-40 - Hide `n` Seek



[E-40]

I`m in some deep shit, I got some niggas from another click

On that ass trying to run me off a fuckin cliff

What should I do? Where should go?

How could I fake `em?

Bust a bitch on that ass and try and shake em and bake em

Full speed ahead, I know they want my ass dead

Still on my bumper, makes a motherfucker wonder

All the dirt that I did, should just let them get me

Maybe its because I killed Rodney and his whole family

Revenge, I see my life flashing, niggas blasting

Brothas passing, trying to make me stay crashing

Into the rocks beside me, fucking up the traffic

17th in a Malibu Chevy classic

But I`m nothing humble, just call me Yapeez Pasano

Full tank of petro, mobbin through the fucking tunnel

Shit it`s bright, I think I see some daylight

Over the night, you should have seen a brothas sides right

Fit the corners on two shoes, I`m holly G

Wrapping my shit around a fifty foot oak tree

Got out the car, seeing stars, I wasn`t lagging

Ran out and hid behind a beat up station wagon



[Hook]

You`ve never seen a bitch nigga run so fast



[E-40]

Bouncing, sneaking, and peaking, hitting bushes and shit

Never saw, like you did in that movie clip

Steady busting, these motherfuckers ain`t bluffing

I`m hauling ass and renting bullets, constantly cussing

Scared as fuck, I wasn`t trying to act hard

Thumbs up, and ran in a back yard

Just as I was hoping the sliding door was wide open

Out of breath, I locked the door and started talking

I need some help, I gotta bounce, someone`s after me

Please don`t panic, I need your help drasticly

I`m not a G, a killer, or a rapist

I`m just a ordinary black man trying to make this

Busting my bubble, the couple didn`t even freak

They said relax, I`ll make some coffee, have a seat

The man said, whats your name bro

Shit I don`t know, you might decide to call the po-po

He said that ain`t my thang, I used to be a leader of a gang

Shot twice in my chest

I got wounds, where I`ve been stabbed

He took off his shirt and showed my his scab

I said damn partner, how the fuck you survive some shit like that

Like that there without going into a coma

He said the Lord spared my life

So I could talk to people like you and teach them right

I was a dope pusher, big time drug abuser

Alcoholic, dog blumer, but a shooter

All together working from the floor

I said I better twist so I can call her

Now I`m reached from coast to coast

Said to saved from the holy ghost

I know you think your trapping

But let me pray for you junior and see what happens

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[E-40]

I`m in some deep shit, I got some niggas from another click

On that ass trying to run me off a fuckin cliff

What should I do? Where should go?

How could I fake `em?

Bust a bitch on that ass and try and shake em and bake em

Full speed ahead, I know they want my ass dead

Still on my bumper, makes a motherfucker wonder

All the dirt that I did, should just let them get me

Maybe its because I killed Rodney and his whole family

Revenge, I see my life flashing, niggas blasting

Brothas passing, trying to make me stay crashing

Into the rocks beside me, fucking up the traffic

17th in a Malibu Chevy classic

But I`m nothing humble, just call me Yapeez Pasano

Full tank of petro, mobbin through the fucking tunnel

Shit it`s bright, I think I see some daylight

Over the night, you should have seen a brothas sides right

Fit the corners on two shoes, I`m holly G

Wrapping my shit around a fifty foot oak tree

Got out the car, seeing stars, I wasn`t lagging

Ran out and hid behind a beat up station wagon



[Hook]

You`ve never seen a bitch nigga run so fast



[E-40]

Bouncing, sneaking, and peaking, hitting bushes and shit

Never saw, like you did in that movie clip

Steady busting, these motherfuckers ain`t bluffing

I`m hauling ass and renting bullets, constantly cussing

Scared as fuck, I wasn`t trying to act hard

Thumbs up, and ran in a back yard

Just as I was hoping the sliding door was wide open

Out of breath, I locked the door and started talking

I need some help, I gotta bounce, someone`s after me

Please don`t panic, I need your help drasticly

I`m not a G, a killer, or a rapist

I`m just a ordinary black man trying to make this

Busting my bubble, the couple didn`t even freak

They said relax, I`ll make some coffee, have a seat

The man said, whats your name bro

Shit I don`t know, you might decide to call the po-po

He said that ain`t my thang, I used to be a leader of a gang

Shot twice in my chest

I got wounds, where I`ve been stabbed

He took off his shirt and showed my his scab

I said damn partner, how the fuck you survive some shit like that

Like that there without going into a coma

He said the Lord spared my life

So I could talk to people like you and teach them right

I was a dope pusher, big time drug abuser

Alcoholic, dog blumer, but a shooter

All together working from the floor

I said I better twist so I can call her

Now I`m reached from coast to coast

Said to saved from the holy ghost

I know you think your trapping

But let me pray for you junior and see what happens

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