Punkin Em Out lyrics

[Intro: E-40 & Laroo]
Bruh, look who just got in?
What's that?
They say they got on them boys' domeitory
They domeitory?
Yeah, they domeitory
What you mean domeitory?
They helmet, man
UH!

[Chorus: E-40]
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out, OOOUH!
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
Bruh, we punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
OOOUH! BIATCH! BIATCH!

[Verse 1: E-40]
f*ckin' 'em up like this, mayne, f*ckin' 'em up like that, mayne
Push his helmet back, mayne (Back, mayne), OOOUH!
Checkin' my tracks for foul play
Runnin' these hoes like track, mayne
Giving me all they kidnake
Don’t underestimate what you could probably do (Probably do)
To him and his so called goons in his crew (In his crew)
Ain’t none of my n*ggas soft, mayne, it’s easy to have you offed, mayne
For a favor or some chump change (Chump change), OOOUH!
Gotta be clever and smart, gotta be sharp like a dart
Gotta have money, have heart (Have heart), OOOUH!
Me and my piranhas and sharks
Punkin' 'em out in the broad daylight afternoon, f*ck the dark
BIATCH!
[Chorus: E-40]
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out, OOOUH!
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
Bruh, we punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
BIATCH! BIATCH!

[Verse 2: E-40]
A jealous sucker'll crack your china bowl (Over what?)
Over tramp b*tch with vaginal hoe
Where I’m at, they dirty
Kill you, throw you outta the car in front your mommy
(What about the bodies?)
Bodies litter the streets, see, they ain't even buried for weeks
No insurance, bro (What did they do?)
So they pass the hat around collectin' for the funeral
The big homie say he ain’t in it but we wonderin'
He got cake, we think that he d one who’s fundin' 'em
He got a house in the hood and the suburbs livin' lavish
And a souped up charger same color as horseradish
But it ain’t about all that old money you got barefaced without the mask
We punkin' 'em out, lettin' them suckers have it
BIATCH!
[Chorus: E-40]
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out, OOOUH!
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
Bruh, we punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
BIATCH! BIATCH!

[Verse 3: E-40]
(What do ‘punkin' 'em out’ mean?) Earnin' your respect
Never lettin' up, keepin' your foot on them n*ggas' necks
Cuttin' them n*ggas down, givin' them dudes the blues
Makin' 'em say, ‘we give up, we quit, bruh, y’all some fools!’
I don’t put nothin' past nobody, don't nothin' get past me
Every city got killers, everybody got a hood MVP
Everybody got somebody that love 'em, everybody got somebody that hate 'em
Everybody got somebody that like 'em, everybody got somebody that don’t
See, they thought he was a punk, then he came and dumped
It's a whole 'nother incident I'm talking about, another funk
They emptied out the cartridge, gave him the whole clip
See, his family 'bout that action, they active, they with the sh*t
BIATCH!
[Chorus: E-40]
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out, OOOUH!
We punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
We punkin' 'em out, we punkin' 'em out
Bruh, we gon' punk them n*ggas out, punk them n*ggas out
Bruh, we punkin' 'em out, punkin' 'em out
BIATCH! BIATCH!

[Outro: E-40 & (Laroo)]
Punkin' 'em out (Uh-huh), never lettin' up (Okay)
Stayin' on 'em, man (I can feel it)
Ya understand? I’m talkin' 'bout, man
Comin' through with them big toys, man (Them big things, right?)
Rompompom pompom pom pom pompom pom! (Yeah)
E'ry day, n*gga, for like a month straight (A month straight)
'Til them n*ggas say, "Brah, I quit, mayne, you n*ggas is great"
BIATCH!

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