E-40 - Yay Area lyrics

Heavyweight, a vet not an amateur (What else?)

Looted up, I pushed pies like Marie Calendar (What you gonna do?)

Shoot it up if I must, take over shop

Get out the car and walk, sneak up on partner and do a dome-shot

Ka-pow, ka-pow, ka-pow, ka-pow, oooh

Then I blend into the crowd

... Hang with a bunch of hotheads, super hyphy and wild

Tell your batch to stop asking about a player

Get quiet about a player, can't fuck her right now, later

I'm busy getting my paper and riding around in my scraper

Interacting, networking and campaigning like Arnold Schwarzenegger

Like McCormick's, I'm seasoned, I run my reason (You run your reason)

Y'all think I'm starving, hell naw nigga, I'm eating (We eating)

They barking like Dino, lying and cheating

Keep jacking my lingo, one of these rappers gone end up leaking

Yay Area!!

Like that, tell the people that 40 Water is back

We be to rap, what key be to lock (Key be to lock)

Cut a quarter or two and bend the block (Bend the block)

The West aint been the same without Pac

So I, guess it's up to E-40 and Rick Rock, oooh

... Stunting... you hear 40 new shit, he on there coming

You hear 40 new shit, he on there dumping

Be all the women talk about, that nigga something, oooh (Where you born at?)

Born and raised in the Yay (Uh huh)

Got some folks in Lumpockets, Skeleton Bay

... Kilo grams I had to measure, finger on my heckler

Having more paper... than a paper shredder, oooh

Tycoon till I fall (Till I fall)... I don't sound like none of y'all (none of y'all)

You getting independent scratch (Uh huh), just remember the nigga that taught you that

Yay Area!!

Like that, tell the people that 40 Water is back

Oooh, (Who you loyal to?) Loyal to my soil

Never leave the pound without my blessing oil (Uh huh)

Cuz I surround myself with felons (What they do?)

Pop inner-tubes and bust melons, oooh

... Hustlers... On the look-out for the racket-busters, on the look-out for the fools

The racket-busters mean them people, them folks, them undercovers

Never tell a batch what you up to (What she might do?)

Cuz one day she might tell on you (And what else?)

And you'll be sitting in the can (While she what?)

While she fucking on your friends (Uh huh)

Spending all your yaper (What else pimp?)

Riding round in your scraper (What she giving?)

Giving brains (Uh huh), all the hood homies run the choo-choo train

Yay Area!!

Like that, tell the people that 40 Water is back