| Welcome To The Hood Volume 1
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| I don’t need a scale nigga I know how much that is
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| Hey Flip pass the weed nigga
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| Why you talkin about 5 500 hundred nigga we buyin dro
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| Nigga you know what it is nigga
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| What you smokin' on nigga?
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| I’m smokin' on that fresh shit
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' on that Endo weed
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' with them Clover Gees
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| I got 5 on it
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| Twist it up and smoke the sack
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| I got 5 on it
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| yeah now puff puff pass nigga lets get high
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| The block too hot these niggas ain’t playin in fact they die over greed
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| While I smoke weed
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| With red here
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| Ya’ll niggas know I flip them bizzirds
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| Ya’ll niggas know I sip that Sizzurp
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| I comin' from Houston the home of Face boy
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| I’m a bad boy like Puffy and Mase boy
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| The bigger the pistol the bigger the bullet bitch
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| Don’t play with me cause I’m eager to pull it trick
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| What you about that purple haze?
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| I smoke that shit that’ll make you miss work for days
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| I got bricks of coke and pounds of dro
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| And I don’t discuss business around them hoes (oh no)
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| I ain’t tryin' to be that nigga gettin cuffed up
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| Rule number one don’t ever talk much
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| Rule number two keep them niggas out ya crib
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| Cause you just can’t show everybody where you live
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| Niggas think I changed
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| Cause I got a little change
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| But the money and the fame
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| Came along with the game
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| Now you wonder why we get high
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| Just to get by motherfucker!
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' on that Endo weed
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' with them Clover Gees
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| I got 5 on it
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| Twist it up and smoke the sack
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| I got 5 on it
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| (Lil Flip:) yeah now puff puff pass nigga lets get high
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| What you know about that Blueberry Kush, Strawberry Haze?
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| That shit that have a nigga ass high for days
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| My eyes bloodshot red I’m tryin to stay in the fastlane
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| The blunts still burnin' and the police on my ass mayne (fuck ya’ll)
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| I don’t pay for weed my white boys show me love
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| They be like «Here Buck, dog I brought some bud»
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| Ain’t nothin' like that California marijuana
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| You wake up the next day the smell still on ya
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| Pass the ganja and
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| Light ya lighters man
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| Raise your hand if you a true Bob Marley fan
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| Can’t get enough of Ms. Mary Jane
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| When I leave the bitch she keep callin' my name
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| Whenever I come around
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| She says I break her down
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| She brought half of her friends and she bringin' a pound
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| Everybody gettin' high thats how its supposed to be
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| If you got that real shit come and smoke with me Young Buck!
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| And I ain’t talking bout no motherfuckin' brown weed neither nigga
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| I know alot of ya’ll niggas out there think ya’ll smokin' dro
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| But ya’ll smokin' pretend-o (get it?)
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' on that Endo weed
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| I got 5 on it
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| Smokin' with them Clover Gees
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| I got 5 on it
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| Twist it up and smoke the sack
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| I got 5 on it
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| yeah now puff puff pass nigga lets get high |