Listen to Tell Me When To Go (feat. Keak Da Sneak) by E-40

Tell Me When To Go (feat. Keak Da Sneak)

E-40

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Earl E-40 Stevens
Earl E-40 Stevens
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
Joseph Simmons
Joseph Simmons
Songwriter
Russell Simmons
Russell Simmons
Songwriter
Charles Williams
Charles Williams
Songwriter
Darryl McDaniels
Darryl McDaniels
Songwriter
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Fly
Gary Fly
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren Bletcher
Warren Bletcher
Assistant Engineer
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Executive Producer
Earl E-40 Stevens
Earl E-40 Stevens
Executive Producer
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Executive Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Chris Carmouche
Chris Carmouche
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go Tell me when to go... Tell me when to go Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb Ooh. Jesus Christ had dreads, so shake em I ain't got none, but I'm planning on growing some Imagine all the Hebrews going dumb Dancing on top of chariots and turning tight ones Ooh, tell me when to go (dumb) Talking on my Ghettro on the way to the store My 2nd or 3rd trip Some Henny, some Swishers and some Listerine strips Dr. Greenthumb lips, just to ease my thoughts Not just the cops, but the homies you got to watch The moon is full, look at the dark clouds Sitting in my scraper, watching Oakland Gone Wild, ta-dow I don't bump mainstream, I knock underground All that other shit, sugarcoated and watered down I'm from the Bay where we hyphy andgoing dumb From the soil where them rappers be getting their lingo from Tell me when to go Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb I'm off that 18 dummy juice Nigga yadadamean? Labeled the Black Zeus King of the super duper hyphy (hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy) And your wifey he don't like me (like me, like me, like me, like me) From the Bay to the A Put me in a Backwood, Swisher sweet bud, orange lace (Let's go, it's dope) It's just some shit I wrote, I said they couldn't be saved by John the Pope(John the Pope) I slid past on the gas, bitches looking at me It's good, it's good like the granddaddy Cross game, you get flipped like a burger patty Or zig-zagged, pass me a big old fatty I drink white, with a snow bunny Talking big shit in the scraper, going hella dummy 1800, Jose Cuervo Yadadamean? Yadada I'm saying though? Now let me direct traffic for a minute (Talk to 'em) Now, let me tell you about this hyphy movement we got going in the bay When I say something you say it right back to me, you smell me? We're gonna do it like this right here Ghostride the whip, ghostride the whip Ghostride the whip, ghostride the whip Now scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape Now scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape Put your stunna shades on Put your stunna shades on Put your stunna shades on Put your stunna shades on Now gas, brake, dip, dip Gas, brake, dip, dip Shake them dreads, shake them dreads Shake them dreads, shake them dreads Let me see you show your grill, let me see you show your grill Let me see you show your grill, let me see you show your grill Now thizz face, thizz face Thizz face, thizz face Doors open, mayne Doors open, mayne Doors open, mayne Doors open, mayne Now watch em swang, watch em swang Now watch em swang, watch em swang Go stupid, go dumb, dumb Go stupid, go dumb, dumb
Writer(s): Earl T. Stevens, Jonathan H. Smith, Joseph Ward Simmons, Russell W. Simmons, Charles Kente Williams, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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