[Intro: E-40]
Uh (Gotta stay on your Ps and Qs, mayne), ooh
Gotta stay on your Ps and Qs, mayne
(Look over your shoulder every time) Uh-oh
If you stay ready you ain't gotta get ready
In this wicked-ass world (Hell yeah)
When you out there tryna fetch your fetti (Fetch your fetti)
Be ready (Be ready), hello
[Verse 1: E-40]
Ps and Qs (Qs), I refuse ('Fuse)
To let a sucker stop me from gettin' my twos and fews
No, I'm not a carpenter, but I stay with the tools
'Cause I got nothin' to gain but hella shit to lose (Lose)
If it wasn't for my bars I'd be behind bars (Bе behind bars)
Mob music, hella bassline and guitars (Guitars)
I startеd with a little, ended up with a lot
Most Top 200 Billboard entries than anybody in hip-hop
E-40 is my name, spittin' game is my thang
But it go over they head like a military stealth plane
Switchin' lanes in the 'Stang like a derailed train
My music range span from Vallejo to Bahrain (Fuckin' right)
[Pre-Chorus: Trae Suave]
I'm keepin' it G (G)
Like somethin' you ain't never seen, oh
I keep it on me (On me)
Real nigga, keep it low-key (Ayy)
These days I gotta move different, oh
Gotta watch my back (Yeah)
A real nigga, I ain't tryna get jacked, no
No lie, draw back
Uh (Gotta stay on your Ps and Qs, mayne), ooh
Gotta stay on your Ps and Qs, mayne
(Look over your shoulder every time) Uh-oh
If you stay ready you ain't gotta get ready
In this wicked-ass world (Hell yeah)
When you out there tryna fetch your fetti (Fetch your fetti)
Be ready (Be ready), hello
[Verse 1: E-40]
Ps and Qs (Qs), I refuse ('Fuse)
To let a sucker stop me from gettin' my twos and fews
No, I'm not a carpenter, but I stay with the tools
'Cause I got nothin' to gain but hella shit to lose (Lose)
If it wasn't for my bars I'd be behind bars (Bе behind bars)
Mob music, hella bassline and guitars (Guitars)
I startеd with a little, ended up with a lot
Most Top 200 Billboard entries than anybody in hip-hop
E-40 is my name, spittin' game is my thang
But it go over they head like a military stealth plane
Switchin' lanes in the 'Stang like a derailed train
My music range span from Vallejo to Bahrain (Fuckin' right)
[Pre-Chorus: Trae Suave]
I'm keepin' it G (G)
Like somethin' you ain't never seen, oh
I keep it on me (On me)
Real nigga, keep it low-key (Ayy)
These days I gotta move different, oh
Gotta watch my back (Yeah)
A real nigga, I ain't tryna get jacked, no
No lie, draw back
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