Letra de Im da man de E 40Letras de Canciones

Letra 'Im da man'

[Intro Chorus 2X: Al Kapone]
Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand
Hoes on my dick cause they know I m da mayn! [3X]

[E-40]
Drank in my cup, blunt in my hand
Hoes on my dick cause they know I m the man
I m in the V.I.P. cause I m very im-por-tant (tant)
Unfortunately I see some niggaz I can t stand (I can t staind)
So I stepped to them suckers and confronted em like I should
We can settle this now or we can settle this in the hood
Uhh, so what y all wanna do? I got a hundred dudes
We got a hundred tools, tryin to get on somethin new
You married to the ave and still datin
I m loyal to my soil, I don t need no ultimatum
Stop hatin, I ride with my crimeys in crime
I grind with the gritty and grime, let s go!
I m buyin my yola, you gettin chronic
I m tryin to go out the park, you tryin to bunt it
So you know if I drop it then it s a hit
The game got it in my grip like a catcher s mitt

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones]
Mike Jones, geyeah!
Geyeah, Ice Age Entertainment
Sick Wid It baby, geyeah!

You know me I get that purple jelly in my cup, 84 s rollin up
Hoes know I m the man, cause I m always showin up
My big bills so swoll that I can t even fold em up
Big bills so swoll that I can t even fold em up
Hold em up, who dat is representin the South
With them diamonds in his mouth, know what I m talkin bout
Mike Jones, nigga in the streets I m a king
April 18th I m droppin "The American Dream"
I m bout to shut down the game, my car shut down the lane
E-40, Mike Jones and Ice Age Entertain
Gettin change, we grippin grain in the turnin lane
with a cup full of mud, and a pocket full of change
Mike Jones, I m sittin sideways in my dropper
Lookin out for coppers, checkin these boppers
Mike Jones, 2-8-1, 3-3-oh
8-zero-zero-fo , holla at me, I got that

[Chorus]

[E-40 - echo each phrase]
Uhhhh - actin bad.. showin my ass..
Havin my cash.. rappin fast..
Duke of the ave.. slangin them sacks..
Like a{?}.. smokin grass..
Blazin the block.. sellin that hot..
Slickin the cops.. pushin that rock..
Totin them chops.. open up shop..
Punchin the clock.. pistols cocked..
Havin my change.. drivin a Range..
Switchin the lanes.. hyphy train..
Claim to fame.. makin a name..
Deep in the game.. what set you claim..
Doin it movin.. hoes be choosin..
Cause we winnin.. and y all losin..
Big tycoon.. drinkin pukin..
Niggaz feudin.. fightin shootin

[Chorus]