E-40 Lyrics
"Gas, Break, Dip"

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Calling all hustlers, calling all players
Please report to your scraper
Turn the ignition on, open all four doors
And commence to slapping, thank you

40-Water
Federation
E-40
Botch

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights then

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights

Look, I live my life like any day can be my life
Fools be tryin' to hit me, like a porno website
I pulls up in the Chevy with them rally racer stripes
Some of my fellas on Harley Davidson bikes
With they lights on in the daytime

The opposite of night with them growlin'-ass pipes ridin'
30 deep with a broad on the backseat, highsidin'
Tycoonin' and timin', strivin' and grindin' to get my money on
Rappin' and rhymin', tryin' to go diamond and talkin' on my phone

With the music slappin', slappin' this song, they say I'm wrong
'Cause I be poppin' it at these hoes, fo' tears when I'm off patron
Sucker repellent cologne I put on, when I leave my home
My 45 pistol chrome bust a nigga shit, bust a dome

Yo' bread is midget and dwarf, like a hobbit
My yaper is long and lanky like Predrag Stojakovic
Tall like the mileage on my 70 cutlass-es
Gas break and dip and then scrapin' it with my loved ones

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights then

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights

I'm out the sunroof, gone off that rotgut
Straight scrape, that's the sound when the shocks touch
White walls with some pipe, haulin' the skippers
Candy paint straight coonin', look at me nigga

Get my scratch, all about my mail
Ant, stress, and doonie, them boys from the fields
Gas, break, dip, scrape
Smoke it, up, figure eight

How I scrape? Goldie's a eight
Pull up, dig in my nose, and give you handshake
40-Agua, lent me the range
(Love some bam shit)
Cross my fingers [Incomprehensible] I won't crash it

But my drink's spiked, so I just might
Dent a bumper or two, and bust a headlight
Now, all my niggaz in they scrapers
(Door's open)
Thug in the Benz
(Get that vogue meat smokin')

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights then

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights

'96 Cutlass, mayonnaise and mustard
Dusted and disgusted but my guts like custard
Green caramel, Too Short, freaky tales
Bumpin' in the zoney, pimpin' tenderonis

Blueberry blunt wrapped with a rick rock slap
Like Busta Rhymes, make they gun booty cheek clap
Stop by the trap, shoot a few craps
Don't trust na'r a nigga, keep the strap on my lap

Cell phone might be tapped, so we speak in all slang
That's why the white folk think that we all strange
People in the back of me see the TV's
Ant scrapin' tough like a pair of dungarees

Coonin' e-feez, on Myrtle beach
Carlos Rossi, where the turtle growin' trees
My na'r na'an nutta make all the hoes stutter
Gas break dip bend the pussy then cut her

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights then

Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Gas break, dip, then scrape
Sideshows, donuts, figure eights

Punch the gas then break
(Then break)
Then dip, then scrape
(Then dip)
(Scrape scrape)

Punch the gas then break
(Then break)
Then dip, then scrape
(Then dip)
(Scrape scrape)

Punch the gas then break
(Then break)
Then dip, then scrape
(Then dip)
(Scrape scrape)

Punch the gas then break
(Then break)
Then dip, then scrape
(Then dip)
(Scrape scrape)

Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break

Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break
Gas, break, gas, break

This was an official, Sic'Wid it, Federation slap
You may now close your scraper doors and go home
Thank you
This song is from the album "Best".