Lyrics:
to do tha
kid that tried to slip for some buda, sleep (word up)
I peeped every spot his boys be, I got crew
But what am I do is get somebody new to do it
to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit
will do as we please."
He remembers the day he was marched to the front
By the physical knuckle head teacher of games
"Look lads" he declared, "This
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
Up in them five-star tellies sayin two mic rhymes
be them average MC's of the times
Unlike them, we craft gems
So systematically inclined to pen
What’s happening y’all? It’s
Terrace Martin, ay, so check it out
I got three microphones, three of the
Dopest emcees, a drum machine
Two turntables
featuring Puff Daddy
[Puffy]
aha aha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Keep it movin' come on and keep it movin' [X4]
your ears,
Hakan on the mic so you better be cautious.
[Hook: The SCND & Da’Hakan] x2
Look at the clouds that we blow,
Come on take a puff,
Pass it
For the live ones, not the shook ones
For the riders, not the hook ones
Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers
My crew consist
my X-Ray vision to give y'all clits a hickie
And plus the weed I puff is from the planet of Cheech and Chong
Where the earth is chronic, and How
Yeah it don't stop baby, it don't stop
Yo yo yo yo yo uh
1, 2 it don't stop 1, 2 it don't stop
Like this, like this
We gon' hit y'all like this it
(Violent J)
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives
niggas he respect and, y'all niggas shook right?
Y'all get on Hot 97 and, talk wit a baritone
Wit two niggas downstairs with licensed guns to take y'all
to wreck the crew
we be havin mad fun
Niggas known me from day one
lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Violat'in they were even nameless
Verse 2
legit they couldn't sign me
Two puffs off the gas, you feel like you flying
I'm so high, feel like I'm flying, and it ain't no denying
Every hit I make,
son in it
I'm driving down the garden to Toronto home city
With two tings that I partnered up, playing putter and possum
Then I puff with my girls
2 345 I take a puff you take a puff and now we both real high
5 4 321 dog is you trippin better stop the run
It's not for fun weed is a serious thang
Baby it's ya prerogative what you do
I don't give a damn what he think about you
All i know is one plus one is two
We can lay back while we sip a few
better life
The way you make me feel inside
You Dey really blow my mind
Call us choplife crew
Everything we get na 2 times 2
Some of us sef even get big
Good times, good vibes with the crew we 2 Live
In the night we got drinks and the smoke, good vibes
Working all month just to live it up
So best
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
eight J's
[Hook]
Smoke a pound of herb a day and yo
keep the peace with the weed and hash
puff puff give, puff puff give, if I'm hard to find take two
Give me two shots of Hennessy
Give me one puff make I gbenusi
Ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Un ah ah ah ah
Un ah ah ah ah
Un ah ah ah ahhhh
As you dey face
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