Song Description

E & J have been litterally writing this song for a decade. The song is a brilliantly unstructered rap/conversation between them as they roll to a party with some babes following them via the 405 freeway in LA. There is no set verse length. The 2 raps int

Lyrics

(TWIN)
SWOOPED UP MY NIGGA E FROM THE 3'S, WHAS HAPPENIN WIT MY HOMIE? (CHILLIN) WANNA SKIP, DIP,TAKE A LI'L TRIP DOWN THE STREET WIT ME, LET'S SEE WHA'S HAPPENIN WITH THESE HEFFAS ON THE EAST SIDE, DON'T ASK NO QUESTIONS, NIGGA HOP THEE RIDE. I GOT THESE BLUNTZ IN THE BACK OF THE CLOSET (HOW MANY BLUNTZ DO YOU HOLD?) NIGGA I GOT A 1000. YOU 'BOUT TO BLAZE ONE UP WITH THE WIDOWS DOWN. FOOL YOU ABOUT TO BLAZE UP. PUT THE WINDOWS ON A RAISE UP. THERE GOES THE FLAME, A NIGGA HOW THAT SHIT TASTE? HIS FACE IS SMILIN 'BOUT TO SWITCH PLACES (FUCK THAT) I PULLED OVER TO THE CURB, TOLD THIS FOOL BE COOL, TO SMOOV, DON'T DO NO SWERVES, LET'S ROLL

(ELECTRIC E)
A MY NIGGA TWIN, WHERE YOU SAY THESE WOMEN LIVE AGAIN? LET ME STOP AT THE LIQUOR STORE AND RUSH UP ON SOME WELCH'S GIN, WHAT YOU GOT IN( IGOT SOME ENDS) WELL LET'S GET SOME THEN NOW I'M ROLLIN BACK TO THE FREEWAY RAMP ENTRANCE, CENTERIN' MY SPEED WHILE I SMOKE WEED MY EYES BLEED, BUT I CAN STILL SEE WHILE GOIN 70, IT'S HEAVENLY ROLLIN DOWN THE 405 SOUTHBOUND

(TWIN)
AND I'M JUSS SITTIN HERE CHILLIN WIT MY WELCH'S GIN. TAKE THE WEED DOWN TO MY LUNGS AS I TURN PURPLE, TAKE THE DRINK DOWN TOO MY LUNGS LISTEN( GURGLE GURGLE GURGLE) I KNOW YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE, BUT WAKE ME UP WHEN YO ASS FINALLY MAKE IT TO THESE HEFFAS HOME.

(ELECTRIC E)
I DONT MEAN TO GET YOU UP OUTTA YO SLUMBER BUT I WONDER HOW DO WE GET THERE FOOL.

(TWIN)
MY BAD NIGGA KEEP COOL. JUST KEEP GOIN ALONG FUCKIN WAY TO GO. DON'T STOP ROLLIN THIS MOTHA FUCKIN VEHICOL, THE DIRECTIONS WAS SITTEN IN MY POCKET, BUT NOW THEY IN THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT AND I LOCKED IT. (FUCK) DON'T TRIP, I SLIPPED BUT NIGGA IT BE ALRIGHT, I'M WICKED I'LL PICK IT WITH THIS HERE SHARP KNIFE. GOT IT, SPOTTED SOME HEFFA IN THE BACK OF US, (BUT WHAT THEY ROLLIN) GOLD AND BLACK LEXUS.

(ELECTRIC E)
CHECKIN US OUT WANTED TO SSEE WHAT THE DUBS ABOUT, SO I ROLLED DOWN THE WINDOW AND BEGAN TO SPEAK WITH THE MOST DISCREET LINE FROM A FANTASY, COULDN''T EVEN HEAR BUT THEY STILL TRYNA GET WITH THESE, AS I BREEZE DOWN THE FREEWAY, FOLLOW ME, 'KAY?

(TWIN/ ELCTRIC E)
ROLLIN' DOWN THE FREEWAY JUST E & J

(TWIN)

CONVERSATION AND SHIT, FAST LANE, MIDDLE LANE GET THEM DIGITS NIGGA AND LET'S GET RID OF THEM, BODIES FLEW BACK AS MY NIGGA SMASH DOWN THE EXCELERATOR SWOOPIN' GETTIN OUR CLOWN ON. HITTIN THEM CURVES GOIN 80 MILES AN HOUR, THAT'S 10 MILES FASTER THAN THE LAST HOUR. I LOOKS DOWN, I REACHES OVA JUS-TA IGNITE THE SOUND AS I RADIO ADJUSTA
BUMPIN THE BEAT AS WE SKEET DOWN THE FREEWAY. LISTENING TO US RAPIN YEA THANGS GOIN EASY. IT'S 11 O'CLOCK UPON THE DOT I'M FADED OFF THE WELCHES GIN AND THE HELLA BOMB INDICA. BEEP TO THE BEEP THERE'S A BEEP AND BEEP. HEFFAS IMPATIENT WONDERIN WHERE THE HELL THEIR FREAKS BE. WE ON OUR WAY, DAMB YOU TASTE ME? YOU FEELIN' MY SHIT? BETTER HAVE SOME PATIENCE WE'LL BE THERE IN A LITENDEL BIT. LET'S MASH E

(ELECTRIC E)

GET THAT WEED UP OFF THE DASH PLEASE, ONE TIMES ON MY BACK SO YOU SEE I CAN'T GO FAST G. WAIT THESE MOTHA FUCKAS JUST WENT UP ON PASS ME, LUCKY FO THEY ASS 'CAUSE I WOULD'VE HAD TO BLAST THEE, WITH A LEFT NUT IN THEY EYE IM SO HIGH, YOU HIGH?

(TWIN)
OH YES I'M FADED THAN A MOTHA FU-U-KA.

(ELECTRIC E)
WHA'S THE STATUS OF TYHESE HOES? HOW THEY LOOK HOMIE?

(TWIN)
I'M GLAD YOU ASKED, A SLOW YO ZOOM, WE GETTIN' OFF SOON. NIGGA REMEBER LONG TIME AGO. WHEN WE WAS IN THE DRIVE THRU AND THEY WAS WALKIN OUT MC DONALDS DOOR?

(ELECTRIC E)
OH THEM TWO, THAT''S RIGHT I'M ASLIDE MY ASS TO THE DESTINATION OF THESE HOOKA HOES.

(TWIN)
AND IF THESE TRICKSES AINT THE SHITSES, WE GONE HIT THE 405 NORTH

(ELECTRIC E)
RIGHT, GOOD LOOKIN THOUGH