Barbershop lyrics

by

E-40


[Verse 1: E-40]
It's hard for me to go soft
Back me up in a corner and I'ma get off
Get you gone if you double cross
n*ggas jealous 'cause I'm saucy like spaghetti sauce
Or should I say lemon caper, diamonds giggin' like a drum major
I go this little b*tch, I be milkin' the b*tch for all her paper
Thick like cake mix, all the ballers wanna pay her, save her
Charlie Check-a-Chick is what they call me, not a caped crusader
I'm plugged in, I know everything, keep my ear to the gravel
I know these streets like my motherf*ckin' shadow
Under certain circ*mstances, it's manda—, stay with a stapler
You never know who a hater 'cause ain't no congratulators
Where I'm from, gotta be a quick decision-maker
In the slum, put holes in your car like a cheese grater
As of lately, it's crazy, it's been a spark up in crime
The murder rate inflate in the heat of the summertime

[Chorus: Stresmatic & E-40]
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot
That's what I heard at the barbershop
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)
That's what I heard at the barbershop (The barbershop)
[Verse 2: B-Legit]
I'll get to knockin' like a rock band
Heavy metal sh*t, drumsticks in n*ggas' hands
They say he ran off with half a man
And they don't want him dead, just to understand
You keep playin' with this Bay sh*t
Where n*ggas see the plan, don't say sh*t
Go the wrong day to get your taper fixed
Could put you in the mix over paper quick
Yeah, in the chair, you gon' hear the drama
Side b*tch and her mama jumped the baby mama
She was bein' messy all in the comments
Talkin' 'bout, "Excuse me, he left his condoms"
Man, these b*tches ain't playin' fair
That told the welfare she be doin' hair
Be havin' hella n*ggas in and outta there
And they be smokin' with the kids, they ain't even player

[Chorus: Stresmatic & E-40]
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot
That's what I heard at the barbershop
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)
That's what I heard at the barbershop (The barbershop)
(Ugh!)
[Verse 3: E-40 & B-Legit]
Goons, goons
Pistols be poppin' just like balloons, balloons
n*ggas be dropped in emergency rooms, rooms
The smirkish be plottin' on the tycoons, tycoons
They'll kick in your door in the afternoon, the noon
Be strapped with mini-Macs
See me, mama snaps, already know where them pennies at
Real life hittas don't come in a beanie cap
They do it bare-faced off powder and Henny yak
n*ggas gon' give him that, run him and sh*t
You either take the L or get shot in your lip
Suckas lay low but a boss'll flip
Put a hundred on the Lamb', 50 more on the wrist
The n*ggas is p*ssed; if they move, it's fonk
Them boys got them problems n*ggas really don't want
Flexin' in the thang, park it right out front
Be the talk in barbershop for the next three months (BIATCH!)

[Chorus: Stresmatic & E-40]
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot
That's what I heard at the barbershop
What's-his-name told, ol' boy got popped (Popped)
They stripped some n*gga last night at the spot (Shot)
Potna went down, now everybody hot (What you heard?)
That's what I heard at the barbershop (The barbershop)
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