Snoop Dogg, Daz Dillinger, Twinz, Big Pimpin - Too High (Poly High) lyrics

Just another day in
The motherfucking neighborhood
A pimp's waking up and he's feeling good
Versace to the flow
He didn't even mess with the
Taylor made shit today y'all
Smelling good with his reptiles on for sure

I'm waking up in the morning
Man I'm mourning what's wrong?
My Nigga Corleone gone in my
Zoning, but I'm boning, out to school
Cause I can't be late
Cause they'll lock the gate
And it's damn near eight
That's when the bell ring
I'm a slide on in, and come right on in
And once I bail through the hallways
Giving it up funky fresh stars and khakis
Cool living it up
What up? - the same shit trying
Get paid and stay strong
Lunchtime, I make my way to get my grub on
Ten minutes to one
Feeling good like I should for sure
Fourth period walk through the door
I'm wreaking and smelling like endo
But still the day moves on to 2:
44 one minute left to class
By Warren G, the Twins and Daz
Nate Dogg finna scoop us up in
A blue drop top Brouham
I hear some bitches from
Wilson wanna tag along
And get up, for the get down
Word got around about the
Niggas from the Piddound
We keep the whores on point, to join on lit
And keep heat discreet
Until the shit jump off
Well we're all from the side
So we won't ask why so you best get high!

Too high, so fly, like Snoop is poly high

See I took advantage cause I
Live right next door to the funkhouse
Dunkhouse with the whole show
Niggas know how we go from first
'til four we don't show
Lunch and then the last whore
It's getting dealt with some
Melt shit I guess we smoke the Stress
Cause my quest wasn't chronic yet
Little niggas growing up with my dogs
Cause we pack the hogs, exercise for my balls

Stacked bigger than I thought it would be
Me and the family, working on TV
Get paid and fuck their enemy
Moving on up, like the Jeffersons but quicker
All we think about is finding
Ways to get richer hit you like some dodo
Got you're begging for more
It's a trip, I'm serving on the solo
Low blow, I had you feeling me
I got some C-O-N-V-O for your community

I'm still in a fast lane state of mind
Time is impossible, for me to try to find
I'm out of school on the line
Hustling here and there, never show no fear
Hosted it up on a watch
I posted it up with a Glock pCH in atlantic
Is what you see just don't panic it's me
Snoop rocks and when my homies get static
Got a pistol that blasts like a cannon
Look out for when we form at the wall
Nigga where you standing?
Raise up, realize, street lights magnify
Life is giving don't let it pass you by
I'm here and there with the bud
Conversating with the drink
Shocked in my own zone, got time to think
Cause what would I be, if I wasn't who I am
Maybe dead or in jail
Maybe time'll never tell
Approach me wrong and you
Will get chin checked
To disrespect my clique
And you will get dealt with
Uhh plain and simple
Nevertheless with the best shit available
Test me now, let me see how brave you are
I'm scott free, so it's on like it used to be
D-O-G-G P-O-U-N-D G-C, for life
Two times 'til I die oh why, Oh why
Life is a challenge when you die?
What's the peak for me
Is the cash and the strap
Since the 2-1-3 days been like that

Feeling very playish, ha i mean very plash
And the bitches saying: why shouldn't he?
Yeah he should doing what he does
And he does it good
He goes to work, yeah, he does it good
On pavement or dirt, checking the skirt
The story of a Pimp's Life, yeah baby
You gotta have the stomach for this shit
Hoo weeee
To fuck with this, the story of a Pimp's Life
Ohh yes baby, honey suckle to a berry
Got to check the traps
Got to check the dollars
Got a doctorate from the street called:
Peace Mack of Diamond Net