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DJ Paul: Mesmerized by tha muthafuckin drugs ya'll niggas don't get high like tha dirty three six, mafia, weed smokas that'll change give a shotgun of cocaine to da brain. Gotta get high, gotta get high till a muthafucka die, these bitches don't hear me. But I can'ts keeps startin on my drums, ya keep cheap ass lugz ya'll hoes don't feel me. Crunchy Black: What you got down in yo trunk? Juicy J: Nothin but leaves and bags of weed. Somethin ta keep you off yo feet, make you crawl around on knees. If you a slangs then grab a pile. If you a smoka fool don't get wild. Are you fucked up? (so what? what's up?) Sippin a beer and black and mild. Crunchy Black: I'm so high. All I smell like tha smoke. Yea they muthafuckin greedy. Yea they goddamn dope. You be hopin, when you see me, I'm gon' roll yo soul, but I ain't gonna roll..... nuttin! Gangsta Boo: I'm smokin on some blunts, thinkin this Summa you rappas forward ya check. Neva be mistaken I'm tha lady that be quick ta get up in yo shit. Freaky when I'm high. That's tha plan now undastand my nig. Fuckin move yo leg cause his ass wanna get with this. Lord Infamous: Out of tha Scarecrow, tha substance I've untainted got me strange and feelin crazy. I'm smokin on this doujah, got me stumblin and feelin lazy. I'm starin at some shit that got me dazy. Amazing. Got plenty mo' drugs left and yet you know that I'm still blazing. Koopsta Knicca: Stayin high. Chiefin. See chiefin them killas, them Swishas. Nigga with tha deep voice, so deep that I cannot remember. And if ya really wanna ride with me, yea, three 6 mafia it's no lie. You'll get high. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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That's all tha lyrics I have for now. I'll have more soon. Till then... peace. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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