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High Off That Weed

Gangsta Boo

Enquiring Minds

1998

and ODed
It's all good, I'm havin' fun
With my niggas and me
The Z3 accompanied by a driver named Boo
I'm high, I smoked a lot
I'm gonna blaze 'til I'm

I Don't Like To Dream About Gettin Paid

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

With the baseheads on the late night high
Tryna creep in the house 
Through the cut for what?
So I won't be seen by none of the homies 
But the homie

Bobby he is not dead
He's living in Alaska by the name of Fred
Adolf Hitler I'll have you know
Works a camera on the Cosby show

And I read it in

nigga, I stood in front of the gun (gun)
I'll take a bullet for min, would you take a bullet for yours? (Yours)
In the hood I feel like Durkio, people

spread wide and put it all on me
Hood fame ain't worth it if it ain't no honor in my name
But you lurk all the same
Don't wanna come to me out

this ain't happen overnight
Gotta hit the charts the same way con Ed hit our lights yea
Gotta take my chances same way popo take our rights yea
Went in

48
First 48
First 48
First 48

First 48
Bitch
First 48
First 48

Ooh
First 48
Dropped the bag on the op-ed
Calls me by the meat coat

He said he got

they kin to me
Catch me in the hood where The sinners be
I'm only at the table where
The winners eat
I don't forget nothing great memory
I ain't gotta

Shake'm Up

Big Ed

The Assassin

1998

crazy 

Society done made my whole click go insane 

I done seen so many thug figures die in vain 

I'm protected by a motherfuckin click full

Tamati sauce, ke rotha tamati sauce
Tamati sauce, ke rotha tamati sauce
Tamati sauce, ke rotha tamati sauce
Yeah, I'm dripping sauce
My drive powered by

for me though
Rolling up a shell 
By myslef
Call me selfish
Kush still wet
In the shell
Bout to melt
I can tell shit
Sniffing in the air
Something smell

like my name Mike Vick
I popped on the gram I don’t even like pics
I picked the phone like Hello
Do better in my hood like Melo
I ball with my brother

fold less pursued by Free, my 106 crush, huh, energetic my flesh, heavy is the crown keep the cranium test-ed, the best years, subjected, fill a prison,

round drum like a tongue let it spit
Yeah yeah wrap em up like a gift, yeah Glock 21 with a dick
Young street nigga in my hood bitch I'm rich, yeah yeah

Ed Keels Ooh I like that
You ain't gotta let me fuck ya best friend will
I just hit the lottery the plug came through wit big deals
Call Nephy cop

on sickles yeah I'm 2ed up 
F*** everything you heard dawg this my hood so you can't move us 
Know papi at the store 
And all my ockys by the deli hold my

Ya bitch is feening cause she seen the cash
She trying to drink the liquor have a blast
She tryna feel my white dick in her back
I got a foreign

you wanna turn O with the lifers" (lifers)
I bang in the streets, I make slappers, that's timeless (slap)
What you know about grindin'? (Grindin')
We

on damage
Shawty a stallion
Mode on savage
21 in Miami
At the double tree Hilton
Sinning by the pool cos
You know we ain't tanning
Cash got me right so
I left

a Barfest, an Entertaining Rampage
Thanking You all fans for the love that you all harvest
Ask about the haters all I say is bitch-oh-please
Hoods and caps in

Maybe this wasn't 
My destiny was it
Something I wasn't 
Paying attention was it
Fuck it, if it
Passed me by then was it
For me in the first place I

torn
I don't give a goddamn, fuck shit, scat porn
Me and Justin Bieber watching Flapjack
As I get my jack flapped off by a cat stack
In the corner is

Meal Ticket

Tone Def Clicc

One Million Strong

1998

of Betsy
I know the whole world on first name basis
But still I get ignored by friends in high places
The chase is on, I gots ta get paid
I'm special

the things I would do to you, you would
Be tryna be my wifey, sit right in the seat beside me
Ride or die, you by my side
Like Bonnie, Clyde when homicidin'