When I was years old Straight game I was told I went from pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home Talkin' on my digital, call
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for ghetto pass late ass registrations Boy, I tell you shit is pitiful, Vocally repentable, right I try to stay from artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz is changin' and rearrangin' Exercise yo main use yo' brain main don't run the same game
Exercise yo' game Fertilize yo' grass, playa get that Exercise yo' main But you gotta it last
One loco rides away into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect yourself and wear your Keep guard up 'cuz fools be hard up you hittin' dips better check yo' clips And the police and the Bloods and the Crips Anyway you choose, got ta pay dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the shoes lose Rubber wheels beat rubber any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the out ya halo Or you can stay broke while your is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, you can have that I worked too hard for mine to let you a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket Prepare yourself for battle, exercise yo'
Exercise yo' main your money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your on tight to make yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' Exercise yo' main Playa get your coins, be like Donald Have heart, have money, man, heart, have money man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I need playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside hood slum gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you want to be (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa that's hated
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle like talcum You want to money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz ain't nobody do this for you Oh, you like lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody gonna you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, before you And yo' game, exercise yo' game, fool
Peep game from a ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo with hash Monday Sunday and all in-between I for my paper, my fed, and my green Ain't no or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just call me the and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no back
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my click on the map But these niggaz know the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some game for your ass 'Cuz your game is than an anorexic I exercised my until I had my game perfected I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on You better check it nigga you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day in the house better exercise yo' game Exercise yo'
Have heart, have main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to make your stash stay and
yo' game main Fertilize your grass, get that cash and Exercise yo' game But you gotta make it (Make it last)
All day time E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's time, motherfucka In ass Like De Uh, huh We stop
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' orientate in situations
Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh E'ry motherfucka we do, don't let us in we breakin' in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, 9 in the house