II Tru, Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone - So High lyrics
Krayzie Bone [Anthony Henderson]
[II Tru, Layzie Bone, Krayzie Bone - So High lyrics]
Roll another one pass the blunt
We be fiendin' for sticky weed, man
I wanna get high, so high
Nigga, first thing in morning 'fore
I even get up
I gots to start off my day to a fat-ass blunt
Step out the house on the get-high-creep
Cause when I'm good and fucked-up
I'm a smash some peeps, and ain't nothin'
Like smokin' when you're a fool
Find the next, get a hot spot
Jump in it 'til ya pull ridin' on the Clair
Cause over there they can smoke it
And while I'm on the topic
Here's a shot to all that know me
Smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke up the whole thing, better believe it
That's how we get weeded, so nigga
Quit tryin' to budget your but
Cause it's a whole lot of
Thugs and niggas gettin' high
So don't go smoke a blunt
And you got a ounce in the ride
Nigga, come off that reefer
Cause, I go broke everytime
Indo slow blowin' my mind
Still I proceed to hit that
Shit - it's wicked, sticky
Smoke one with your thugsta, thugsta
And show me you can smoke with the thugs
Because I'm gonna get you high
If you wanna get higher, come ride
I will fly you
? puff, cause really it ain't?
Ain't wastin' no herb by lettin' it burn
Let me hit that sticky
Nothin' but the Moet in my cup
The sticky packed in the blunt
My cap is too thick
So I'm constantly blazin' another blunt up
We smokes all day, when the sticky runs out
Gotta roll to the hood for a stress sack
Gotta get that blaze on still
Gotta keep them wig-splittin' back
Bump these hardest tracks
Rappin' on the album of the century
They the thugs that got it
Before these trues make moves and history
Strictly on a mission to have a good time
Freestyles and rhymes, smoke dimes
Shots out to any true that
Gotta bag of this here, now
Oh, how I love my green leaves, nigga
Givin' nothin' but respect
And I really ain't picky
I fuck with the stress
But, I got four-fifty on the best weed
Tonight, we gettin' higher than high
Let's all get lifted pOD'ded and tweeded
That indo needs to be seedless
So you know I'm fiendin'
Now am I wrong for smokin'
This on 'til the dawn?
? in infamy done brought me back the bomb
And it's on so what I'm a do is I'm a twist
It up and hit the sticky for you
Smoke and choke with I I Tru
- they keepin' it platinum
Makin' it happen for the Land
Smokin' and movin' as we speak
Tryin' to teach the world to
Be a thug in harmony
Nigga, we keepin' the bomb-ass weed
Blaze it up, nigga, what?
Mo Thugs is 'bout the music and bud
Equal love
Can I blaze, man?
Pass me the Swisha, Optimo, Philly Blunt
Or the House of Windsor
Twist ya head back, snap, crack
Inhale the smoke then, pass it to the left
So the next man can toke
Loc, homie, I'm cool on that water
Just bring that sticky and this
Drink, do me fine, playa partner
Miss bitch the shit
Cause you can't smoke for free and naw
Smokin' weed don't make a sister horny
Ignore the silly ones
Keep on thuggin' for life
Place the lighter to my blunt
Cause it's time to get high
Call up my family
Let 'em know the reason I blow
Celebration, we done slapped the platinum
Back at you hoes
So, you know it's on (it's on)
So, how my niggas had to show me, homie
I'm fucked-up 'til the morning sunlight
Lick and twist another Swisha soon
As I get up
And then right after breakfast puff another
Fucked-up wonder if it's good for my health
Cause ain't known a muthafucka that
Done OD'd on weed yet
So, bring your blunts and some
Hen and some herb
My nigga, fuck what ya heard
My Mo Thug niggas splurge
Better learn to? mo, much love
Got thousands from Cleveland to Cali
That's how we roll, follow 'em
Once humongous blow up even more
When we crash the show
We shuts 'em down underground
Clown from town to town
Bring a box of fifty House of Windsors
We about to blaze this pound
Of the real sticky
Bum rush in my lungs with a cloud of smoke
Puff 'em
'Bout ready to exhale before me mind blow
E-Z Wider, Swisha, or Philly
Don't matter really cause it smoke the same
You know the procedure: two hit's
Then pass to the left when we blazin'
All my trues who toke and roll
In the Clair all day long
We some representers
Bumpin' on these here thug songs