[Master P]
Yo, Fiend, you and Snoop Dogg, I'm comin at 'cha, what're ya smokin on?
[Chorus:]
[All] (Fiend)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(I wanna know)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(I wanna know)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(No Limit wanna know)
[I said smoke it]
[Who got that fire?]
[Why don't ya pass me the green so I get higher?]
[Fiend]
Nah, I know, who's that solider, rollin longs nigga
Thicker than Monifah, it's I, capital F-I
The keeper of the reaper
Smokin cheba with my colonel P, Snoop and Mystikal
Pull over, I'm takin pullas
Fucked up, can't ya tell?
Take a smell, let me whiff that
Since God goes, you gone
Tatoos, that can only been choked, seven zones
I'm grown, and well known to be surviving in hell
Hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
It's something by (?)
Got a story to tell
Which is, the life of the baddest
Born from ashes, the smoke of dead, of an addict
Got to have it, cause baby boy, it's a habit
Puff it and fuck some pussy, and see which one I grab quick
I'm that sick, I need weed to proceed
Like a band-aid for a cut, hopin to stop the bleedin
No, not the seeds, I done paid for the pickin
Only the green stickin, for the record
Yo, Fiend, you and Snoop Dogg, I'm comin at 'cha, what're ya smokin on?
[Chorus:]
[All] (Fiend)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(I wanna know)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(I wanna know)
[Who got that fire?]
[Won't you pass me the green so I get higher?]
(No Limit wanna know)
[I said smoke it]
[Who got that fire?]
[Why don't ya pass me the green so I get higher?]
[Fiend]
Nah, I know, who's that solider, rollin longs nigga
Thicker than Monifah, it's I, capital F-I
The keeper of the reaper
Smokin cheba with my colonel P, Snoop and Mystikal
Pull over, I'm takin pullas
Fucked up, can't ya tell?
Take a smell, let me whiff that
Since God goes, you gone
Tatoos, that can only been choked, seven zones
I'm grown, and well known to be surviving in hell
Hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
It's something by (?)
Got a story to tell
Which is, the life of the baddest
Born from ashes, the smoke of dead, of an addict
Got to have it, cause baby boy, it's a habit
Puff it and fuck some pussy, and see which one I grab quick
I'm that sick, I need weed to proceed
Like a band-aid for a cut, hopin to stop the bleedin
No, not the seeds, I done paid for the pickin
Only the green stickin, for the record
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