| Smoking hydro, feeling fine, slow sipping on wine, wine, yeah, ghetto wine
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| Hydro, yeah, should of been told ya, living proof soliders, winos
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| So come and light the spliff dawg and it better be that hydro
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| Now all these people wanna smoke some weed with Twiztid
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| And see if we really smoke that’s all that’s listed
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| From bubblegum to super skunk, 1 to 5
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| I even smoked a little bit of some shit they called the beehive
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| I been to Europe and made Amsterdam cry
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| Cause me and Madrox straight smoked them hoes dry
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| I’m like fuck Cheech, Cheech don’t even hit the bong
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| And I’ve did 30 days from drinking cleanall with Tommy Chong
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| I shot a movie with the guy from Halfbaked
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| He didn’t smoke, but he was funny
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| So I guess he’s only half fake
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| So rake those seeds out your weed
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| I’m not smoking that shit that you’re about to roll up To me, don’t even look potent
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| And I ain’t choking of them stems and seeds
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| And why does everybody say they smoke more weed than me?
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| It’s not a race it ain’t no contest
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| Winner roll the weed up Think about that and keep the treat up From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds
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| To the boogie that’ll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed
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| Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don’t
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| care
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| Dirty piss violated again I’m in the system and I just cant win
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| Twiztid’s gonna get ya Twiztid’s spliff that is the mission
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| What we hitting is that chronic weed
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| Quickly to split your gone
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| Have you tripping coughing, laughing long
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| Better go around and get you some
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| Roll it in a blunt, or we could rip it from a bong
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| It’s the potent that can keep me up And help me keep my rhyme in focus
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| I’m in this hocus pocus like there’s magic in every puff
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| It’s magic to the man to handle it if you can
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| If you ain’t put in on the weed, you ain’t smoking, understand?
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| I gives a damn about a so to so rudey lovers love to play
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| Store the weed you got on stage and makes sure its the purple haze
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| No need in holding back, gonna spend the extra money
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| Split the philly up the middle, go on and lace it with that honey
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| So we can burn slow
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| So we preserve smoke
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| Cause you know we love to blow smoking on that hydro
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| From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds
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| To the boogie that’ll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed
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| Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don’t
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| care
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| Dirty piss violated again I’m in the system and I just cant win
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| One puff and it blows ya head off, second puff you’re set off
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| The third, toking shit on your chest ya wanna let off
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| Pass the joint, pass the point of being tore down
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| I’m so high that my heartbeats starting to slow down
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| Fingernails are roach clips for gormet smoking
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| Smashed up glass pieces slash my whole face open
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| I’m zoning and I don’t feel a thing
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| I probably won’t recall a single things that’s happening
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| My medicine is sold by the dope man
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| Quarters and halves, and big boys and Q. P's that come with fat price tags
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| How much are ya spending? |
| Whatever it takes to get
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| Rid of these headaches and shakes make no mistakes
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| I come with green for the green, an even exchange
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| No money for a bag of brown backyard boogie
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| I get so high that you would have to rip me out of the sky
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| For the feeling that the real green provides
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| From the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds
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| To the boogie that’ll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed
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| Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don’t
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| care
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| Dirty piss violated again I’m in the system and I just cant win |