[Intro: E-40]
Pimpin', what's wrong with you?
I got issues, nigga (Issues, nigga, issues, nigga)
I mean, what's the problem, man?
I mean-you know what I mean
I mean, dude, it ain't that hard though, man
I mean, life, nigga, you gotta just run with it
Nigga, I got issues, nigga, fuck that, nigga (Shit)
My pockets starvin', nigga (Pockets starvin')
I got problems, nigga
Man, I got children to feed (Children to feed)
All that shit, man, nah mean? (Bitch!)
Fuck that, nigga (Fuck that), I got issues, nigga (Issues)
Shit, nigga, 'bout this paper, nigga, I'm ready to just walk up (Bitch!) to a nigga and just take his nose off, nigga, so quick
I'm serious about this shit, nigga
I'll think about the consequences later, nigga
I got issues, nigga (Bitch!), I give a fuck and a half (Bitch!) about this motherfucker (Motherfucker!)
Bloodbath on my mind right now, nigga (I need money, I need money)
So serious, pimpin'
[Verse 1: E-40]
Out here in the Bay, us playas be spittin' straight game
Bossin' 'n' flossin', campaignin'
Runnin' red lights, no stoppin' at a stop sign crossin' (Crossin')
High speed chasin' (chasin'), screamin' and plottin' on the d-boy places (D-Boy places)
Charges, cases (Charges, cases)
Takin' tricks' faces (Takin' tricks' faces)
Have your momma in the middle of the street on her knees, cryin' out, "Goodness gracious! (Goodness gracious!)
You crooked cops are so damn racist, tryna [?]
My baby ain't never hurt nobody workin' at [?] (Workin' at [?])
Went to school, learnt (To school) the knowledge, music major (Major)
Solano College, never carried no pager (Pager), was just for me (Me)
When I'd beep him, he'd be home by three (Three), after twelve (Twelve)
Mr. Elroy (Bitch!), he's a momma's boy!"
But little did she know, oh boy! (Oh boy!)
Little momma's boy wanted to be a baller (Like who?), like Lil' Troy
[Chorus: Levitti, E-40 & both]
Issues, issues, issues, issues
Oh (What we got?), yeah
Issues, issues, issues, issues (Nigga)
All night, I been grindin' (Break it down, 'Vitti, 'Vitti, 'Vitti, what we doin'? What we doin'?)
I been grindin' all damn night (All damn night) (Damn night)
Tryna get my money right (What we got?)
I got issues (Bitch!) (Yeah), issues (Bitch!), issues (What we got?)
Issues, issues, issues
[Verse 2: D-Shot & E-40]
Now, E, what I need to do (To do) 'cause I be like, "Fuck it" (Fuck it)
I'm tired of niggas hatin' the game (Game), I be like, "Fuck it"
See, the times done fucked around and changed (Changed)
These niggas ain't cool
A true playa like myself (What else?) be wantin' to act a fool
Now, what's a boss to do? Stay sucker-ass free? (Free)
Keep pimpin' in the game (Bitch!), bein' all that I can be?(All that you can be)
I sold 'caine before I indulged in rap, the game treated me good
Rockstar before I was a rap star (What else?), sold 'caine throughout my hood (You brought issues)
[Chorus: Levitti & E-40]
Issues (Issues), issues, issues, (Issues) issues (Issues, issues, issues, bitch!)
Issues (Issues), issues, issues, issues
I been grindin' all damn night (All damn night, what else?)
Tryna get my money right (What you got? what you got?)
I got issues (What you got? What else?), issues, issues (What you got, pimpin'? What you got?)
Issues (Issues), issues, issues (Issues)
[Outro: Levitti & E-40]
It's somethin' around here (Talk to me, pimpin', what about the ghetto? Talk to me)
People just don't come easy (Just don't come easy, people don't come easy), nah, nah
So when you get your paper (Your paper, whatchu you supposed to do with it?), hold onto it (Hold on tight)
Just as tight as you can (Just as tight as you can, pimpin', bitch!), yeah
Stack your scrilla (Stack your scrilla, stack it, stack your scrilla)
Stack your scratch (Stack it, stack your scrilla)
We all up in this-this big pimpin' 'round here (LRPs, long range pimpin', it's big pimpin', ya dig?)
Somebody's got to do it (Who gotta do it? Who gotta do it? Bitch!)
Oh yeah, yeah (Shit!)
I'm still a boss (Spit that shit, Levitti)
I'm still a tycoon (Nigga)
