Growing Up E-40 (Ft. Droop-E)

[Intro: E-40]
"I'm a little mannish motherfucker
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana, but now I'm selling yola
Shit was gettin' hella funky at first when a..."
Here take a swig of this bourbon
Hit that, hit that baby
Aight dude.. ay who who's foolin right there? (Who dat?)
Aight nigga ay get down nigga .. {*gunfire starts going off*}
AY NIGGA GET DOWN NIGGA! Ay nigga GET DOWN NIGGA (Shit!)

[Verse 1: E-40]
Wuh, we about
Seventy-five extra mail mannish hard-headed hoodlum-ass niggas
On the dopetrack workin overtime, Hella fuckin' deep (DEEEP!)
Runnin through somewhere in the neighborhood
Of about seven-hundred thousand in illegal narcotics
Generatin through mah street, a week
Why motherfuckers gotta ask me how I'm doin if I'm alright?
When a motherfucker's starvin and strugglin
Even on my hip pretty much needlin and jugglin
There STILL ain't gonna never be enough lovin!
I'm tired of rippin and runnin, dodgin and duckin bullets
I KNOW MY TIME IS COMIN - death is on me bad
The walls is closin in, I wish I had a dad
But left when I was ten, so moms is all I had
And she was there for me until I ran away from the pad
And now she disowned me and she don't claim me
Reverend wouldja put some blessin oil on my head
Before I end up dead, gall bladder full of lead - scared
I guess a hard-head make a soft-ass mayne
I ain't gon' last if I keep fuckin with this fast lane