
Junts We Choke II (So High) Lil Gin (Ft. Carmike, DJ Paul, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Koopsta Knicca & Lil Buck)
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[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Carmike]
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
[Verse 1: Lil Gin]
Buster ass niggas talk shit; can't back it up
Wound up, gettin' served by Little Gin, don't give a fuck
Hidin' in the bushes on your ass 'til you come out
Cock my Smith & Wesson back, to your motherfuckin' mouth
Bitch, I don't give a fuck, see the police can't catch me
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfuckin' face, where it hurt the most
Leavin' niggas shirts soaked 'cause I'm full of that fuckin' dope
Drive-by on a ten speed, your mama lookin' out the window
Threw up a finger sign and told that bitch to kiss my nuts
Rat, rat-tat-tat, rat-tat-tat, we leavin' niggas on they motherfuckin' bizznack
Claimin' you a killer, I can tell, trick, you won't shoot shit
I'm leavin' mountains on your head when you think you can step to this
Player, Lil Gin, I never get no fuckin' rest
Stop slippin' with that ana' on your chest
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
So high, (The time is), so high, so high-so high
So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green shit
[Verse 1: Lil Gin]
Buster ass niggas talk shit; can't back it up
Wound up, gettin' served by Little Gin, don't give a fuck
Hidin' in the bushes on your ass 'til you come out
Cock my Smith & Wesson back, to your motherfuckin' mouth
Bitch, I don't give a fuck, see the police can't catch me
Niggas on banana peels, always gettin' that bullet drill
Dead in they motherfuckin' face, where it hurt the most
Leavin' niggas shirts soaked 'cause I'm full of that fuckin' dope
Drive-by on a ten speed, your mama lookin' out the window
Threw up a finger sign and told that bitch to kiss my nuts
Rat, rat-tat-tat, rat-tat-tat, we leavin' niggas on they motherfuckin' bizznack
Claimin' you a killer, I can tell, trick, you won't shoot shit
I'm leavin' mountains on your head when you think you can step to this
Player, Lil Gin, I never get no fuckin' rest
Stop slippin' with that ana' on your chest
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