调:D minor•
Verse 1
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
Let's get high
Let's get high
Verse 2
Look who it is, it's the funky feel
Smokin' assassin from Cypress Hill
Give it to the hoes who love to hate it
'Cause lungs get filled like
where I blaze
Chillin' at the rainbow high
Verse 3
We like, fuck that,
nut sacks in your mouth
Lemme show you what a thug about
C
Dm
There it is, a better a kid, ahead of his
Dm
C
Shell toe with a anchor, sink your boat
swallow
So why bother
Verse 4
Dm
C
Dm
C
was a friend of mine
(Hell yeah)
He drank whiskey,
C
Dm
C
Dm
Poncho drank the wine
Dm
C
Dm
Poncho drank the wine
(Hell yeah)
C
Yeah,
Verse 5
And who wrote on this track
I don't really give a fuck
Put the pen down, let's toss 'em up
Verse 6
Dm
doctor
P-Funk or or chronic blower
Pussy smoker, strap toker, back broker
Hash burns in your pull out sofa
'cause I might run you over
Bitches bounce your titties
I bounce with a pump
shotgun (show over)
Look out, the highest man
Can't drink and can't stand
enough to start that party
C
Dm
Triple beater enter the stage with a gauge
What, you ain't high enough?
call the firetruck
why do you want some?"
Yo, yo, yo give me that gun,
get high tonight, bitch
Verse 7
Dm
C
Dm
C
was a friend of mine
(Hell yeah)
He drank whiskey,
C
Dm
C
Dm
Poncho drank the wine
(Hell yeah)
He drank whiskey,
C
(Hell yeah)
Outro 1
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
Dm
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