Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stove on High (feat. Stressmatic), artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 25.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stove on High (feat. Stressmatic) |
Uh! |
Dope-dope-doh-stove on high! |
Dope-dope stove on high! |
Uh! |
Dope-dope-stove on high! |
We keep it lit up in dis mothafucka, bricks up in dis mothafucka |
We rich up in dis mothafucka, extra clip up in dis mothafucka |
Ziplocs in dis bitch, don’t be poxy in dis bitch |
Culinary spoons in dis bitch, triple beams in dis bitch |
We take dis shit serious, don’t you get it mistaken (get it mistaken) |
Packin is our livelihood our real occupation (real occupation) |
Sweatin in d kitchen wit d bulletproof apron |
Steppin on d yola 8 or 9 ova, give or takin |
In d wee hours (in d wee hours), shotgun hours (shotgun hours) |
During dis 2 to 4 hour run we sell hiero |
Out number d cops (cops), me an ma gang (me an ma gang) |
Chompers fresh out d box (fresh out d box), fresh off d train (fresh off d |
train) |
Private property (private property), me an ma maynes go into d mountains an |
practise shootin cans |
We train like d MMA in case we got a nerd go in d garage an put on d gloves |
(bitch!) |
Birds in d back room they don’t know how to sly (sly, sly) |
We got d stove on high (high, high) |
We got d stove on high (high, high) |
Birds in d back room they don’t know how to sly (sly, sly) |
We got d stove on high (high, high) |
This a million dollar spot, bitchless in here |
Twenty thow-wow a week, that’s a million a year (a million a year) |
You wit dat action roun here, 7.6 booz, we caught a food action, |
knock you up out yo shoes |
The forensics nor clues, gangsters wid short fuse |
Get rid of our threats, an throw barbeques |
We read d Robb Report, Forbes an d duPont Registry |
We’ve got d latest gadgets, cars, homes an jewellry, no foolery (no foolery) |
We play d game for bread an meat, if we don’t grit-then we don’t eat (uh huh) |
Airtight, vacuum sealed pep no leak (pep no leak) |
Run outta dope, go green an sell broccoli (sell broccoli) |
(Bitch!) |
Bitches an riches, whips on sixes cars (cars) |
Handlin business, neighbourhood superstars (stars) |
No snitches no witness nigga dis block is ours (ours) |
Wrought iron fences, windows an doors an bars (bars) |
Sidewalk memorials (sidewalk memorials) |
We pray an we mourn (pray an we mourn) |
Every time we lose one, another one’s born |
Look out fo' dem boyz, watch out fo' dem feds |
They got new technology, gotta stay 3 steps ahead (3 steps ahead) |
They can see through walls with radio waves, not infrared |
The Xaver 800 is now nationwide spread |
Sometimes we look broke, so it won’t seem so obvious |
Even though they know we push coke |
Don’t wanna attract a audience |
When it come to da yola game, mayne don’t play |
If you gon' do it don’t half step, go all d way |
Is it worth it I don' know ma nigga I can’t say |
You can live good fo' 6 years but if they catch you it’s all day (bitch!) |
Uh! |
Dope-dope-doh-stove on high! |
Dope-dope stove on high! |
Uh! |
Dope-dope-stove on high! |
Uh! |