Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Give Me Some Hydro lyrics
[Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Give Me Some Hydro lyrics]
Preach (yeahhhhh)
Preach baby (ooh yeahh, yeah)
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy (c'mon)
Rollin rollin rollin, yeah
(let's get high pimp, woo)
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
C'mon, rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Give me some hydro
Flyin down 71, blowin big with the top down
Watchin out for the cops now
Hopin that they don't come around
Man I love the summertime, everybody out
On the grind
I know they wanna hit this pine
These pretty girls is all super fine
Got that California sticky with me, 20 sacks
They goin for 50
I smoke one, they spinnin with me
Other than that these fools convince me
I'm tipsy, and I'm high as hell
Already done hit the kush
Everybody know I got 'dro for sale but I'm
Bustin dawg if they make a push
Exit down on 80 Road
I'm gettin hyped cause I'm gettin close
My niggaz is tired of carryin
The load, so so, i'm finna let them smoke
Buster right at 110th, made a stop at Dupont
Finna head on over to Remington
To see what Buck and Scoop doin
Turn down the music light
Who is that nigga y'all finna choke?
Pulled out a blunt and told him to jump in
Let's smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Give me some hydro
Rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Well I'ma blaze this one for Thin C
In the spirit of Rick James
In the spirit of Biggie Smalls
He know how to +Spit That Game+
Talk that shit, walk that
Shit, grab that sack, roll that quick
Put it in the air, burn that
Shit, put it to your lips, take that hit
Puff-puff give, pass it on down
Gotta make sure it come back around
Uh oh nigga now what's
That sound? Stomach growls, we hungry now
How many weed songs can one man make?
How many blunts to the face
Can one man take?
Well let's roll, I wanna know
I wanna blow until we all PO
And we can wake up in the mornin
We can do it again we might
Run out of Swishas but we
Ain't gon' run out again
And if you do then let me
Lend somethin, my credit good
There's no frontin
Ain't comin for nothin, bottom
Line I'm on somethin, on somethin
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Preach baby (ooh yeahh, yeah)
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy (c'mon)
Rollin rollin rollin, yeah
(let's get high pimp, woo)
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
C'mon, rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Give me some hydro
Flyin down 71, blowin big with the top down
Watchin out for the cops now
Hopin that they don't come around
Man I love the summertime, everybody out
On the grind
I know they wanna hit this pine
These pretty girls is all super fine
Got that California sticky with me, 20 sacks
They goin for 50
I smoke one, they spinnin with me
Other than that these fools convince me
I'm tipsy, and I'm high as hell
Already done hit the kush
Everybody know I got 'dro for sale but I'm
Bustin dawg if they make a push
Exit down on 80 Road
I'm gettin hyped cause I'm gettin close
My niggaz is tired of carryin
The load, so so, i'm finna let them smoke
Buster right at 110th, made a stop at Dupont
Finna head on over to Remington
To see what Buck and Scoop doin
Turn down the music light
Who is that nigga y'all finna choke?
Pulled out a blunt and told him to jump in
Let's smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Rollin, smokin, chokin all dayyyyy
Give me some hydro
Rollin rollin rollin, yeah
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke
Well I'ma blaze this one for Thin C
In the spirit of Rick James
In the spirit of Biggie Smalls
He know how to +Spit That Game+
Talk that shit, walk that
Shit, grab that sack, roll that quick
Put it in the air, burn that
Shit, put it to your lips, take that hit
Puff-puff give, pass it on down
Gotta make sure it come back around
Uh oh nigga now what's
That sound? Stomach growls, we hungry now
How many weed songs can one man make?
How many blunts to the face
Can one man take?
Well let's roll, I wanna know
I wanna blow until we all PO
And we can wake up in the mornin
We can do it again we might
Run out of Swishas but we
Ain't gon' run out again
And if you do then let me
Lend somethin, my credit good
There's no frontin
Ain't comin for nothin, bottom
Line I'm on somethin, on somethin
Smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
Smoke smoke smoke