Record Haters - E-40

*(Cal Luv's intro)* 

Yo check it out. 
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace. 
(Yo what up kid?) 
From the... what  what  what team is that you play for again? 
(Sshh. The Bullets man.) 
Yea right  right. 
So tell me Rasheed you know what I'm sayin  this hip hop thang an everythang 
goin on  tell me  I mean  what  what's yo flavor? 
(Yo check it out kid  I only like real hip hop man  the real shit. You know 
what I'm sayin. Redman, Wu-Tang, you know what I'm sayin. I don't fool wit 
the Goodie Mob's, and I especially don't fool wit them E-40's.) 

Verse 1 

Nigga what the fuck they hit fo? 
Nigga let's shoot fins 
you got all the bread nigga 
put up yo Benz 
nah-nah, can't do that 
Why not? 
Ol skool trophy 
somethin I done worked too hard fo 
nigga quote me 
yo swole bank rolls done turned to lil ol anarxins 
get ready to pay the price ??? pee-wee no catchin 
Who got change fo this brand new hundred? 
Staight outta welfare 
when I break you niggas I'm a have enough money, to buy a bare fare 
spend about a half a hundred thousand 
boost up my coins 
preceed to spit mo supafly 
than Donald Goins 
this game is so damn hemrigin 
that I be delivin 
these niggas don't understand my shit 
but they surrendurin 
simmerin, rememberin things that, done jumped off 
lyrics spit on niggas than a, a bad cough 
messy hoes, got my name between they teeth 
juss because... I'm from the WEST not the EAST 
graduated from the dope game 
phat ass wallets 
What's that niggas name? 
Rasheed Wallace!! 
You gon' have to learn to respect yo elders mayne <