Watch The Homies - E-40, Scarface

I woke up this morning, took a piss, then brushed my teeth

Then I hopped my pimpin' ass in that water

Threw on some designer and then I reached for my Patek

Put that drip around my neck like a flea collar

All I know is gouda, and I stay with protection

In case a sucka muthafucka get to flexin'

If them fools get in my business and they askin' me questions

I ain’t about to do no tellin' or confessin'

My grind is aggressive, it ain’t no draggin' my feet

It ain’t no pumpin' my brakes, mayne, my family gotta eat

I don’t know everything, but I know enough

I know it’s sick out here and they’ll call your bluff

A daily shooting liable to come outta nowhere

In California they don’t play fair

They’ll do a walk-by in front day care

They’ll use a little baby as a human shield

When it comes to gettin' they mans they don’t care who get killed

OOOUH!

The streets is cold at night, and full of zombies (Full of zombies)

Runnin' from police, they was gettin' on me (Gettin' on me)

Gotta watch my back, gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Watch 'em!

BIATCH!

You wanna wallow with the hogs, or fly with the eagles?

Slow it down and vibe wit' ya people (Ride wit' ya people)

He who, moves fast is destined to fall victim

To niggas, who was plottin' to catch him slippin'

Listen, it’s a whole lotta wisdom being given for free

By OG’s that done lived this

Hear this, the whole hood full of zombies

Walkin' around this bitch tryna take something from me

It’s all about the money

As I sit back and reminisce on how it done me

One minute it’s all good wit' ya potna (Wit' ya potna)

The next minute we tryna figure out who shot ya (Who shot ya?)

Been the homeboy since day one wit' it

Used ride him in the Maybach tinted

And that’s different, wonder what happened

This nigga played you, I woulda zapped him

The streets is cold at night, and full of zombies (Full of zombies)

Runnin' from police, they was gettin' on me (Gettin' on me)

Gotta watch my back (Gotta watch my back, mayne)

Gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Watch 'em!

BIATCH!

It’s a different ballgame I’ll have you know

Nowadays they don’t care how many niggas you killed 20 years ago

They’ll body the body man for some dough

Toe-tag the body man that bodied the body man’s toe

Surgical gloves — no fingerprints, no evidence

Hyenas and baby cubs staking out your residence

Ready to get 'em somethin' and turn 'em into skeletons

Did they homework, got intel and intelligence

It’s murkish, it’s spooky like a Steven Spielberg movie

No unity in the community, just funerals, wakes, and eulogies

Everybody sick, it’s going around

And blind people ain’t the only one with a stick, it’s goin' down

Catastrophic conditions, disaster and destruction

Makin' the wrong decisions and not reading the instructions’ll

Get you caught in a Catch 23, not Catch 22

Them 7−6-2's'll go right through you, BIATCH!

The streets is cold at night, and full of zombies (Full of zombies)

Runnin' from police, they was gettin' on me (Gettin' on me)

Gotta watch my back, gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Gotta watch the homies (Gotta watch the homies)

Watch 'em!

BIATCH!

It’s sick out here, mayne

I just give it to 'em straight, not fake

I don’t trust none of these niggas

I’m out here with the crabs in the buckets, walkin' snakes

All these niggas do is infiltrate, phone pimp, and hate

Jealous ass muthafuckas, two-faceded, backstabbin' ass niggas

Lazy muthafuckas ain’t got no morals and respect for their muthafuckin' mama

You fuckers!

I don’t like none of you niggas

Nigga, I could see right through you like Scotch Tape