Twist It, Hit It, Light It DJ Paul (Ft. Gangsta Blac, Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Lil Gin)

[Chorus: 8Ball & Gangsta Blac]
Grab me a–Grab me a–Grab me a–Grab me a–Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed
Twist it, hit it, light it, twist it, hit it, light it, that's that-that's that—
Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed
Twist it, hit it, light it, twist it, hit it, light it, that's that-that's that—
Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed
Twist it, hit it, light it, twist it, hit it, light it, that's that-that's that—
Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed
Twist it, hit it, light it, twist it, hit it, light it, that's that-that's that—

[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]
Days I still may, I'm chiefin' hay, I'm still feelin' good
Dodgin' all you freak beasts, see me later alligators, up to no good
Watch my head swell, watch me choke, I can't take this dope
I'm blinder than a motherfucker, can't see through this cloudy smoke
Paul and Crunchy Black brought a sizzack, got that hay for days
Lil Fly in a daze, Skinny, Scarecrow got some Mary J
Feelin' kinda nice, cigarette spice twice as nice as ice
I'm high as a eagle with no wings, full of ghetto hype
Lil Buck-ah I'm so stuck-ah, what the fuck-ah you put in this blunt?
Porterville, Olive Garden, tweezers, I'm barin' that skunk
Chillin' in my chronic zone, I'm blinked to the fuckin' bone
Sack after sack plus a yac, now it's on, Jones
Kick back like a mack, that's a fact, take a chill pill
Not no baby face but you know, Gangsta got some dick-appeal
Twist it, hit it, light it, that's the way that shit's supposed to go
Inhale real quick, now hold it, watch my nigga Skinny flow