Throwed Like This E-40

[Intro]
E-40 in this muthafucka! (E-40!)
Coming back with that 1990s mob, nigga!
(Bring that shit back, bruh!)
You understand that! Uh huh!
(Bring that shit back, man!)
Look! Give it to them straight with that mob shit, man!
You feel?!

[Verse 1]
Wrong side of the bed, that's how I woke up
Throwed in the head, I'm fucked up
Being a minor, I wish my daddy would have never bust a nut
Sometimes I wonder why I'm here
Never freeze up
Never stop in the streets like a deer
Wildlife smell fear
Get you out of here quicker than a spaceship
The realest shit is in it, livin' it, gettin' it
On the grind, trippin’ sometimes
50 cal, fuck a 9
Take your kindness for weakness
Up and down the highway, I stay with a grudge
My family don't even hug
Born with a mug
My partner; Grimey, sell bud
"Only time I go to clubs is when I shoot up clubs,"
With the little homie from the hood, slaggin' ounces
Rode the back of the bus cause they was forced
Hung and dragged by a horse
When I say hung, not the jury and of course, of course