E-40
E-40 & B-Legit
E-40
E-40
E-40 & J. Stalin & Lil Jon & DecadeZ
E-40
E-40
E-40 & Larry June & Guce & Black C
E-40 & Mic Conn & Rod
E-40 & Laroo & Droop-E
E-40 & Beeda Weeda & Work Dirty
E-40
E-40 & Dr. Cornel West & Michael Marshall
E-40
E-40 & B-Legit & Stresmatic
E-40 & Devin The Dude
E-40
E-40
E-40
E-40 & Bosko & Harm & The Click
[Intro: E-40]
Click about it, mayne
Everything we do is click about it
We started this shit, and we still in this shit
And we probably gon’ end up endin' this shit
[Verse 1: E-40]
Y’all musta forgot!
The first rappers talkin' about triple beams and gumbo pots
Movin' the block like Tetris, ridin' around in them Lexuses
Really from the shit (Shit), still with the shit (shit)
Good with the fists (Fists), and with the wrist
Game sick (Sick), cold (Cold), first rap family to go gold
Game Related made it 700,000 sold (Sold)
Independently without the major vendors (Major vendors)
Grass root from the soil, underground like Prince
[Verse 2: Suga-T]
It’s a brand new day, same old diva
Easy to spot, like the spots on a cheetah
Everything I touch, I’ma win, know it
Suga-T the heater, the beater, blow it
Hey (Hey), don’t I look pretty?
Street smart, straight from the turf, still gritty
Range Rover, uh, sittin' on the brawn
If you got enough gouda might be your baby mom, uh
[Chorus]
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Uh)
Everything is just click about it (That's right), click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
[Verse 3: D-Shot]
I step to it with the force of a rich nigga
Y'all mirror me, Shot caller, big hitter
I’m just like the gas that fuels the pump
To all my bitches, I bash the cunt
Ain’t nothin' changed from the boss you knew
Anything you heard is probably true
I’m offline, online, still on the grind
Playa, I ain’t never scared to speak to my mind
[Verse 4: B-Legit]
I’m on the same old ave, game of sav
Flow Valero, same old gas
You ain’t gotta ask, the boy is heavy
8’s on the Chevy but it’s filled with reggies
I eat my veggies, greens, and corn
Knock prostitutes, fuck bitches and porn
To this I'm sworn in, and if you wit' it I’m 'bout it
Everything I do, I’m Sick Wid It and about it
[Chorus]
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Uh)
Everything is just click about it (That's right), click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
[Bridge]
Money invested, money invested
The beat is sick, so The click had to inject it
(Had to inject it)
We in the venue (In the function), we on a case (On a case)
Any problems, boy, they can get erased (Evaporated)
My paint is new (Chameleon), the Cutlass classic (Old school)
Damn, we nice but we still go extra mannish (Hard-headed)
My fit is sharp, the spit is gassin' (All bars)
Feel the bass 'cause my click is everlastin' (Everlastin', BIATCH!)
[Chorus]
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
(Uh)
Everything is just click about it (That's right), click about it, click about it
(Click about it)
Everything is just click about it, click about it, click about it
OOOUH!