[Kingpin Skinny Pimp sample] 2x
At the club we makin' hoes scream while them niggas shout
First we get hyped up mane, then we turn that bitch out
[Hook: DJ Paul] 2x
I stay high like an eagle
And I stay fucked up with my people
And if you get wrong, you know I’ma reach ya
And I see you (?)
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Sometimes I just wonder, why come I commit all these murders when full of the ganja?
I smoke up the sack and I load up the full metal jacket like I'm in a trauma
Drama, the drama begins to blow up, I'm corrupt off the onion
Indo blunts light buds, when I light up the fuse I light niggas in dungeons
That I place with the nina, the nina, I roll up a blizzunt as big as my finger
Watch as I choke off this spliff and rip up niggas like wars in Korea
Chief on the reefer that come from a hundred acres down in Panama
When the smoke fills my jaws I wanna kill bitches with chainsaws
Doc, I close the doors, the windows and get lost in the fog
The smoke is so thick in my room I can’t even see the fucking walls
Chase it down with a 64 ounce of beer everyday as a sequel
Then I want to go and murder some bitches with a 50 caliber Desert Eagle
Deeper, steeper, damn I'm full of reefer
Peep the creeper, I don't like you neither
Nigga know you got that shit, fool, where the shit at?
Scarecrow, I get so crazy off da budsack
At the club we makin' hoes scream while them niggas shout
First we get hyped up mane, then we turn that bitch out
[Hook: DJ Paul] 2x
I stay high like an eagle
And I stay fucked up with my people
And if you get wrong, you know I’ma reach ya
And I see you (?)
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Sometimes I just wonder, why come I commit all these murders when full of the ganja?
I smoke up the sack and I load up the full metal jacket like I'm in a trauma
Drama, the drama begins to blow up, I'm corrupt off the onion
Indo blunts light buds, when I light up the fuse I light niggas in dungeons
That I place with the nina, the nina, I roll up a blizzunt as big as my finger
Watch as I choke off this spliff and rip up niggas like wars in Korea
Chief on the reefer that come from a hundred acres down in Panama
When the smoke fills my jaws I wanna kill bitches with chainsaws
Doc, I close the doors, the windows and get lost in the fog
The smoke is so thick in my room I can’t even see the fucking walls
Chase it down with a 64 ounce of beer everyday as a sequel
Then I want to go and murder some bitches with a 50 caliber Desert Eagle
Deeper, steeper, damn I'm full of reefer
Peep the creeper, I don't like you neither
Nigga know you got that shit, fool, where the shit at?
Scarecrow, I get so crazy off da budsack
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