
Date of issue: 01.06.2003
Song language: English
U See We Poe |
Yeah Yeah What Yeah Yeah Motherfucker |
Yeah Yeah Motherfucker What! |
Ooooooooweeee! |
Da Headbussaz In This Motherfucker |
Dj Paul, Fiend, Juicy J, New Orleans, Memphis, It’s Going Down! |
We Smokin Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
We Smokin Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
Yo Car Bumping Riding Clean And You See We Poe |
And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe |
They call me Fiend, da adaquate tactics (?) |
Mask on my face sayin' «bitch, make me use dis Automatic» |
Mind shot, define stop it I Can’t Do It |
Bet he load them boys hoes so lets get to it |
I’m countin my last nickels and quarters |
Was bothered straight to his daughter, a purple water menauger (?) |
Conscience never bothered becuz I done had it da hardest |
Whether da money show, we’ll probably kill him regardless |
Spotted out da targets boy get ready to get him off ya |
Choke em hit em split him crossin da bridge then we toss em |
Countin fettuce for lettuce you wishin you never met us |
To only come encountered with 17th survivor methods |
The crushin of tin (?) address it again stress after da gin |
Cut up da bodys and leave em in garbage bins |
Behind da route 2 all lethal |
Layin down yall people and got away with a g full |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe |
And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe |
Everytime you see a playa, I’m livin nice |
I’m ridin' big boys and cars, just check da price |
They call me e-bay black tar, wit glisten' ice |
That drank dat bud light cold beer, and shoot dem dice |
All in da club wit dem thugs, dat start dem fights |
Who da buckest up in here is it left or right |
So pop yo pills, show yo grill and sniff dem rice |
I’m gonna drank and get da shitty face all night |
Ridin in da motherfuckin mean jo green |
Lexus with my kin folks and we sippin on lean |
Bout to go do da damn fuckin' thing |
I tell my nigga to pass me dat green |
Roll roll roll roll, fire up da dope |
I like to be hi when I kick in ya doe' (door) |
I told yall niggas I ain’t playin' no mo' |
Get down my nigga get down on dat floor |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe |
And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe |
Da bigga da ruger Da bigga da luger come out it |
You want da city carry on ho cuz bitch I’m bout it |
I hope you good cuz we really got these silencers |
Before ya boys know we rip ya braids in back of ya |
Ya eyes all open, ya girl screamin ya boys runnin |
But me and my niggas are still automatic gunnin |
Steady lettin off shots til it ain’t no movin’in |
All of you bitches gonna die if I got somethin to do with it |
This shit is real I thought i’d be tha first to let ya know |
I send mo' killers than Sosa is sent out at Scarface, ho |
And have some smoke comin out you ho’s car does |
While I’m at da Matrix smokin on some do’do' |
You should’ve known fuckin with me was a no-no |
But then you had to try to show out in da studio |
So I’m a let you get da chance to show me what you bout |
And try to rap dat shit with bullets through yo' fuckin mouth |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills |
Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe |
And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe |
Name | Year |
---|---|
U See We Poe (Screwed) | 2003 |
Crown Me | 2003 |
Where They Hang | 2003 |
Head Bussaz | 2003 |
Ruffest Niggaz Out | 2003 |
Smoke If U Got It | 2003 |
Gone Be Sum Shit | 2003 |
That's How It Happen To'm | 2003 |