wake it up! Feel! See I'm about to wake it up! Feel! I'm about to wake it up! Don't It feel so good girl [Verse 1: E-40] I keep it 100's, don't carry
wake it up Feel! See I'm about to wake it up Feel! I'm about to wake it up Don't it feel so good girl? Feel! I'm about to wake it up Feel! See I'm about
Traduzione: E-40. E 'Wake Up.
(feat. E-40, Rappin 4-Tay, Spice-1) Weeble-lations!! [E-40] Weeble-lations testin, testin. Testin, testin, hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I got
wake it up! Feel! See I'm about to wake it up! Feel! I'm about to wake it up! Don't It feel so good girl [Verse One - E-40] I keep it 100's, Don't carry
me rolling Everybody knows this, or knew what it was When we found out Pac passed, it was so messed up We were crushed, couldnt beleive it, Gorilla-Pinos
orange juice [E-40] Twas the night before my rad had to turn himself in One or less more violation and he's lookin at ten So we gon live it up and act
cryin' at the wake Wake up, man I miss you... Tito, bring me some tissue The bu-uh-bully of the bliznock, hella game! Sittin' on buttons pullin' up in
get it get it, when I hit it hit it Shit it's hard being me Did it did it occur that you ain't seeing me? Quit it quit it, give up the mic device B Cause
talkin] Uh, I'm jus gettin warmed up, let's warm up, I'm still in my warm up suit y'all YO, that's how I had it locked Through the bags on the baddest
realer here Niggaz'll cut ya arm mail it to ya mom as a souvenier We smack niggaz like the dvd And say 40 ain't the sickest nigga rappin' since Easy-E
thing hit you unless the chair hit you Look at-you, a clown, without make-up or Front on me forver rest without a wake-up call It's goin down, shit been
as it's kept I wanna retire but I can't, the game needs me The game would be boring without E-Feezy I wake up every morning to a shot of liquor A shoebox
No it ain't, yeah it is, no it ain't No it ain't, yeah it is, no it ain't, yeah it is Scream, holla, scream and shout it, I love my folks to death Way
hoe tip off and get tipsy She got dick on her lips, up in the Embassy And be home befo' fo', snuggled up witcha Wake up and pretend to make love witcha
t stop [Pastor Troy] Okay okay up next, oh, it's the boss, from the home of the Braves Down here chillin with E-40 cause it's time to get paid C'mon,
we gotta anotha one pimp(we got anotha one) Oohh... rock wake'em up boy(wake'em up boy) Sick with it records E-40(E-40) Oohh [Verse 1:] I'm tryna get
