调：Bb minor•
Verse 1
Bbm
in (on in, on in)
Fm
Bbm
Ab
Whoa, see
Ab
high
Kinda broke this evening, y'all
Verse 2
Like Cypress Hill
I got some bucks on it,
Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh
Rollin' joints like a cigarette (yeah)
I'm gone,
Bbm
Gb
It's on, wrap my lips around a 40
to get another stogie
Fools all kick in like
Shinobi (you don't know me)
Bbm
Ab
It's too many heads to be poppin'
Unless you pull out the fat, crispy
Five dollar bill on the real,
before it's history
'Cause fools be having
them vacuum lungs
And if you let 'em hit it for free
I come to school with a Taylor
on my earlobe
Avoiding all the thick teasers,
skeezers, and weirdos
Give me two bucks,
The serious bomb will make a niggy go
delirious like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
'Cause homies nag me to take
Verse 3
(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
Verse 4
Bbm
Don't need no crutch,
I'm so keyed up
'Til the joint be burnin' my hand
Bbm
Ab
To burn slow so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand,
Hoochies can hit but they
know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than
your extension
'Cause I'll be damned
if you get high off me for free
F
Bbm
Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
(got it good)
What's up? Don't babysit that,
better pass the joint
Stop hittin' 'cause
you know ya got asthma
Crack a 40 open, homie, and guzzle it
'Cause I know the weed in my sys
I know I failed 'cause I done
smoked major weed, bro
And every time we with Chris, that fool
rollin' up a fatty (oowee)
Verse 5
(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
Partna, let's go half on a sack
Verse 6
stop at the light, man
me hung off the night train
You fade, I fade,
so let's head to the East
Hit the stroll to 9- 0 so we can
I wish I could fade the eighth,
but I'm low budget
Still rolling a two- door Cutlass,
same old bucket
I'm in the 'Land getting
Verse 7
Gb
ya down (got it good)
Homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
Then ease up, speed up
through the E- S- O
And everybody's rolled up,
I'm the roller
That's quick to fold a blunt out of a bunch
of sticky doja (ooh, wee)
Hold up, suck up my weed is all
you do (got it good)
Kick in feed, 'cause where I be's,
Am
F
Bbm
we needs half like Umfufu I got five on it (got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it
Fm
Bbm
Ab
Messin' wit that Indo weed
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got five on it (got it good)
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