| I’m like Method Man and Red Man with the swishers
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| Blowing chronic out my mouth while they taking pictures
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| I tell that bitch drop that ass like she hit the switches
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| I take the phone and take a selfie while I’m fuckin' bitches (take that heat,
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| yeah)
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| Now bounce to a nigga that know Dre and O’Shea
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| I kill that pussy like OJ and no way a nigga gonna outsmoke me
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| I smoke more than B Real and that nigga Snoop D-O-double G
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| Throw up the Westside, even if your fuckin' rag on the left side
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| Tonight I’m fuckin' with you, two ice cubes in my cup
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| A little Henny, nigga with an attitude, what’s up?
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| Yeah, 6−4 Impala and I’m outta there
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| Bitch riding shotgun, looking like a bobble head
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| Wait, wait, wait for a minute and let a nigga roll his blunt (get high)
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| If you still fuck with Dr. Dre (get high)
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| If you miss 2Pac and Nate (let's get high)
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| I mean, every time you come to LA (get high)
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| Ain’t it good to you? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| The doc said I had a weed addiction
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| So I’m smoking this chronic with no prescription, (get high)
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| Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
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| Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition
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| When I say roll it up, roll it up trick
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| It’s Aftermath, let 'em know who you fuckin' with
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| All we do is smoke and get high
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| We be having zips, let 'em smell this shit
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| 35 Million and I still might sell this shit
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| Gray smoke, elephant
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| Look around this party, ain’t this motherfucka hella lit?
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| These niggas is zeros, we came with pre-rolls
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| Same niggas used to moving kilos, (get high)
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| Yeah, all fuckin' day nigga
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| See me bouncin' in the six-six-tre
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| Like I won’t let this motherfucking terror destroy
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| Three-wheeling with a cloud of kush in my jaw
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| Thousand dollar blunts, what a nigga want?
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| Pistol grip pump, ride with it in the fuckin' trunk
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| California skunk, nigga this the funk
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| Top of the Roscoe’s with the front, my Impala, (get high)
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| If you still fuck with Dr. Dre (get high)
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| If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let’s (get high)
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| I mean, every time you come to LA (get high)
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| Ain’t it good to you? |
| (yeah, yeah)
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| The doc said I had a weed addiction
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| So I’m smoking this chronic with no prescription (get high)
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| Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
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| Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition (get high) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get High , by - The Game. Song from the album Block Wars, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп