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    Lloyd Banks

    I Get High

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    Добавлена 2 марта 2007 пользователем AND1

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    I know I ain't supposed to smoke in here
    but Mr. Bouncer man don't put your motherfuckin' hands on me
    Can I get high without you botherin' me?
    Everybody you see in here tonight
    doin' the same thing so why you keep playa hatin' on me
    Can I get high without you botherin' me?
    Hook
    la la la la. I be smokin'
    It hitten me right I'll be loakin'
    Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
    barely give you a buzz, me i get HIGH
    repeat
    Verse 1
    I admit i got a problem, I keep comin' back for these
    Dodo bags there not your yak or your sack o' seeds
    I chill sit back on the sofa and relax my knees
    And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe
    I blow a heavy load, you kids attract some G's.
    Cause I'm a smoker, too much o' this would choke ya'
    I don't mean to provoke ya, but i'm a bad influence
    The musician can't operate without his instruments
    My recent success gradually got your bitch convinced
    Haters mad they can't look inside cause i pitched the tints
    I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate
    Second-hand smoke will make a nigga wanna start shit.
    Sometimes I wonder where the niggas from the start went
    Raise up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment.
    It's just one of the things I do in my spare time
    My bad habits ain't private so I'm gon share mine.
    Hookx2
    See they put their hands out cause of the way shit been
    I say you niggers ain't smokin' if you don't chip in.
    Listen. I waited long for these rocks to glisten
    From that one-room pad without a pot to piss in
    Although betrayal is not forgiven
    I do this for my niggas locked up that's comin home to lobster livin'
    Hopin' the cops forbiddin'
    I'm bout to buy momma her own mansion
    just so I could see her pop the ribbon.
    That Cali bud's special, so special i held the blunt so long
    Snoop had to tell me "Pass the weed, Nephew"
    Fuck rap I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
    Cause the pope'll make you jump like criss cross.
    My nigga dead and it's hard to let go,
    so i'm blowin on that wet dough, same color as Gecko
    Follow hood codes and everybody in the Sentinal
    We gas 'em Fuck 'em and Pass 'em what you expect hoe?
    Hookx2
    Snoop Dogg
    Said you want to blow with the best of them
    Yes yes i bested them
    blazed up the purple palm tree
    I told you don't mess with them
    I warned them new testament
    Do you wanna smoke with me? (do you wanna)
    Weed rollin', G-strollin', bad-mouthin', mofucker
    Law breakin' Pimp, slappin niggas for the fuck of it
    Hip-hop an zip lock an rip rockin gang banger
    Thought you was an actor, thought i was a singer
    Thought about ridin' but you say you wanna hang tough
    D-P-G-Unit sounds like danger
    You might wanna manage your anger
    hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuff
    Now lay back on the loft
    This new weed that i got i call it face-off
    Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech,
    My niggas a beast, on me from the west to the east, preach
    Hookx2
    Sha da da
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