Rucka Rucka Ali - Da Weed U Need lyrics
[Rucka Rucka Ali - Da Weed U Need lyrics]
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin'
Crista-chronic cut-a lack
Better get my money back
Put it back in my hundred stack
Flip a track so I get my crack
When the fuck we gonna see a free Jamaica
I been waiting 25 minutes for a milkshake huh
Jamaican red, I got Jamaican red
Y'all just make me laugh
Makin' up names for your shit
You're all little kids you
All getting jacked you got blueberries?
I got six caps in your head
My cash stays in my wallet (Watchu got?)
I got weed fuck else would I call in
S'all good when you in the hood joggin'
Catch a cap in the back of your noggin
End your life and your wife is sobbin'
Now you're dead and your
Wife's head is bobbin'
You got bullets stuck to your palate
Smoke crack in the back of Wonton Palace
We open for business it's Christmas
Ain't nobody up in this bitch doing shit kid
Wonton crack fried rice is dericious
I take it back to my house made of bitches
Jackie Chan go wash my dishes
Fuck all the bitches fuck all the snitches
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin
Crista-chronic cut-a lack
Better get my money back
Put it back in my hundred stack
Flip a track so I get my crack
They call me Jesus but I
Turn my water to crack
I just spit back the facts and
Leave no sign of attack
Y'all know my uncle Osama
Spit in the face of Obama
Signed his name after the comma to
Send yo mama some drama
But that shit ain't cool
Nigga shit in the pool
Chase him down with a bat
My man's actin' the fool
Osama wouldn't last a minute on
The streets of Detroit
He'd get his ass sprayed up straight up
By me and my boys
Fuck those tallibandit faggot
'cause we takin' it back
To the street with phat beats
Due to public demand
Cut Osama like salami, fold him like origami
Leave several chapters of a script
Written only in Kanji
Beat him up in the rehab
Toss him up like a meatslab
Hook him up a toetag and send
Him back in a bag
Where we'll all take turns takin'
A piss on his face
So we can get right back to the American way
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin'
Crista-chronic cut-a lack
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin'
Crista-chronic cut-a lack
Better get my money back
Put it back in my hundred stack
Flip a track so I get my crack
When the fuck we gonna see a free Jamaica
I been waiting 25 minutes for a milkshake huh
Jamaican red, I got Jamaican red
Y'all just make me laugh
Makin' up names for your shit
You're all little kids you
All getting jacked you got blueberries?
I got six caps in your head
My cash stays in my wallet (Watchu got?)
I got weed fuck else would I call in
S'all good when you in the hood joggin'
Catch a cap in the back of your noggin
End your life and your wife is sobbin'
Now you're dead and your
Wife's head is bobbin'
You got bullets stuck to your palate
Smoke crack in the back of Wonton Palace
We open for business it's Christmas
Ain't nobody up in this bitch doing shit kid
Wonton crack fried rice is dericious
I take it back to my house made of bitches
Jackie Chan go wash my dishes
Fuck all the bitches fuck all the snitches
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin
Crista-chronic cut-a lack
Better get my money back
Put it back in my hundred stack
Flip a track so I get my crack
They call me Jesus but I
Turn my water to crack
I just spit back the facts and
Leave no sign of attack
Y'all know my uncle Osama
Spit in the face of Obama
Signed his name after the comma to
Send yo mama some drama
But that shit ain't cool
Nigga shit in the pool
Chase him down with a bat
My man's actin' the fool
Osama wouldn't last a minute on
The streets of Detroit
He'd get his ass sprayed up straight up
By me and my boys
Fuck those tallibandit faggot
'cause we takin' it back
To the street with phat beats
Due to public demand
Cut Osama like salami, fold him like origami
Leave several chapters of a script
Written only in Kanji
Beat him up in the rehab
Toss him up like a meatslab
Hook him up a toetag and send
Him back in a bag
Where we'll all take turns takin'
A piss on his face
So we can get right back to the American way
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Weed that you need ain't from the Chinese
Crack's the best
Ask your friend for me please
Unless you got that motherfuckin'
Crista-chronic cut-a lack