Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hide-N-Seek, artist - E-40. Date of issue: 27.04.2008
Song language: English
Hide-N-Seek |
| I’m in some deep shit, I got some niggas from another click |
| On that ass trying to run me off a fuckin cliff |
| What should I do? |
| Where should go? |
| How could I fake 'em? |
| Bust a bitch on that ass and try and shake em and bake em |
| Full speed ahead, I know they want my ass dead |
| Still on my bumper, makes a motherfucker wonder |
| All the dirt that I did, should just let them get me |
| Maybe its because I killed Rodney and his whole family |
| Revenge, I see my life flashing, niggas blasting |
| Brothas passing, trying to make me stay crashing |
| Into the rocks beside me, fucking up the traffic |
| 17th in a Malibu Chevy classic |
| But I’m nothing humble, just call me Yapeez Pasano |
| Full tank of petro, mobbin through the fucking tunnel |
| Shit it’s bright, I think I see some daylight |
| Over the night, you should have seen a brothas sides right |
| Fit the corners on two shoes, I’m holly G |
| Wrapping my shit around a fifty foot oak tree |
| Got out the car, seeing stars, I wasn’t lagging |
| Ran out and hid behind a beat up station wagon |
| You’ve never seen a bitch nigga run so fast |
| Bouncing, sneaking, and peaking, hitting bushes and shit |
| Never saw, like you did in that movie clip |
| Steady busting, these motherfuckers ain’t bluffing |
| I’m hauling ass and renting bullets, constantly cussing |
| Scared as fuck, I wasn’t trying to act hard |
| Thumbs up, and ran in a back yard |
| Just as I was hoping the sliding door was wide open |
| Out of breath, I locked the door and started talking |
| I need some help, I gotta bounce, someone’s after me |
| Please don’t panic, I need your help drasticly |
| I’m not a G, a killer, or a rapist |
| I’m just a ordinary black man trying to make this |
| Busting my bubble, the couple didn’t even freak |
| They said relax, I’ll make some coffee, have a seat |
| The man said, whats your name bro |
| Shit I don’t know, you might decide to call the po-po |
| He said that ain’t my thang, I used to be a leader of a gang |
| Shot twice in my chest |
| I got wounds, where I’ve been stabbed |
| He took off his shirt and showed my his scab |
| I said damn partner, how the fuck you survive some shit like that |
| Like that there without going into a coma |
| He said the Lord spared my life |
| So I could talk to people like you and teach them right |
| I was a dope pusher, big time drug abuser |
| Alcoholic, dog blumer, but a shooter |
| All together working from the floor |
| I said I better twist so I can call her |
| Now I’m reached from coast to coast |
| Said to saved from the holy ghost |
| I know you think your trapping |
| But let me pray for you junior and see what happens |