Extra Mannish lyrics

[Verse 1: E-40]
I'm a little mannish muthaf*cka
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana but now I'm selling yola
sh*t was gettin hella funky at first when a n*gga was snatchin' a b*tch's purse and ended up gettin' kicked out of every school in Vallejo
They clowned me like a circus
I was the little mannish motherf*cker showing off in the back of the church
My momma was quick to hit me with a switch and I say "that hurts"
Get to the house, go to my room and talk some trash
I never believed a hard head made a soft ass
'Cause I be moving fast, and I be tryin to stash
Beat up the pizza man, then I straight dash
Disobedient sport, cut my days short
My momma got tired of takin' my ass back and forth to court
I said, "Momma I'ma straighten up for you and I promise I won't warrant"
Got me a job as a paperboy, 21 dollars a month
5 o'clock in the morning, damn I'm slavin' for the f*cking white man
21 dollars might buy me some porridge, call me Chicken George
I'm tired of muthaf*ckas f*ckin over me
How can I find a way to make some real money?
But you don't feel me
I was tired of being broke lookin' coked down
Came up off a twenty-dollar put me down
Next thing you know I was up to about a quarter of a ki' rollin
n*ggas was trippin' off me 'cause I was a young muthaf*cka ballin'
Gettin my fetti on but when there was funk I had to starve
Time to fetch the choppers and bring out the U-haul
Extra mannish
I make you vanish
I play for keep
Investigate that ass till I find out where you sleep
Muthaf*cka, it's kamikaze
Don't even try me ahh
I bars none, best believe that I'ma bring me a
Fully automatic Tommy with the infrared, say "I'm sorry"
Before I pump your ass full of lead and dump the body
Extra mannish, that's what people be calling me
Oh we can be cool, until you get to threatening me
I lose my temper and sh*t, my eyes turn red
Blow my top and get real hot at the head
I guess I'm a failure, I got no future in my front
All I'm able to do is sell dope and hit the blunt
Don't ask me why, sometimes I go to church and testify
The preacher preaches and I be dang near ready to cry
Rebuke the devil, I got to get up out of the ghetto freak
Sometimes I wonder if mommy and daddy really planned me
Who would ever thought that a n*gga like me would become such a badass youngster?
My mommy and daddy done f*cked around and created a damn monster
Why couldn't I wait till I was bigger before I started drinking malt liquor?
I guess I was a nappy-headed stubborn little mannish ass n*gga
[Verse 2: Mugzy]
Guess who comes through (comes through)
It's me the Y-O-U-N-G, M-U-G-Z
I'm just as mannish as I wanna be, I pack a 30-30
n*ggas wanna blast me because I'm down and dirty
Extra mannish how I'm livin' and I'm f*ckin my neighbor's b*tch and
She lovin' every minute of the di*k that I be givin
b*tches on my jock, b*tches on my jock
Suckas on the block know I got a Glock
Bini caps, B-coats, and all that
I'm beatin' n*ggas down with a baseball bat
I'm havin revenues, I'm gettin paid fool
A ghetto muthaf*cka with an attitude
S-I-C-K W-I-D I-T
It's Young Mugzy and E-40
Explainin, why it's hard for us blacks and Hispanics
And why we turned extra mannish