I wanna call it ‘Muscle Cars.’’ So he made the beat and killed. We gone mix it up.’ He was like, ‘Okay.’ So first song we did was ‘Muscle Cars.’ I already knew I wanted to do a song called ‘Muscle Cars.’ So I said, ‘Jon, make me an uptempo slap. I’m gonna want some uptempos, some midtempos, and some soft shit. I want you to give me some new flavors but I also want to cater to my area, my region. The song is the anthem of the Hyphy Movement coming out of the Bay Area, featuring the Ambassador of the Bay himself E-40 and hyphy mainstay Keak da SneakĮ-40: “When I first signed with Lil Jon I said, ‘Man, I’ma be me. Tell me when to go Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb 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 Tell me when to go Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb Tell me when to go. 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 and go dumb From the soil where them rappers be getting their lingo from

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 second or third trip Some Henny, some Swishers and some Listerine strips Dr. Tell me when to go Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb Ooh. Tell me when to go Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb Tell me when to go.

E-40 go hard or go home lyrics