"Forty H two O, I got a few ends, Can we do kind of business mate?" It depends on how you wanna spend And how profit I'm gon' make the crazy? Sellin' half a kezy, right now they go for eight But you know, we in the middle of a drought So might be too late, prices keep on elevatin' Escalatin' and fluctuatin' like Oprah weight Hesitatin', eliminatin' competition out the gate flake, cotton candy yams and Highway five About an estimated and a half hour drive, let me go
Na, na, can't do that, too dangerous, too off, it's a commotion, might even swallow your tongue How? I'll tell ya later, hop your ass in Kezy Where we headed? Venice Beach I'll be here Gotta go pick up our greasy expo, Po, arts expert Money on grip and desperate, nuttin' to be reckoned I tell you she's a fool She sound a fuckin' nut Let's bust her pot, na and get the
We smoke and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of dirty deeds (Look here) We smoke and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's Livin' life as a criminal, doin' a of dirty deeds (Whatcha do?) Doin' a bunch of deeds
It ain't gon' be no cakewalk, so whatever ya do, don't been sufficed to triangular markers with numbers on 'em And bodies in chalk Bodies outlined in chalk, triangular with numbers on 'em And bodies outlined in Call them organs, call my lawyer while at it Tell my gal, get that up out the attic We ism, I caught the po, po tryin' ta it Too narcotics to be flushin' down the toilet These bitches talkin' 'bout some shit I never about
Some I never heard, some shit that I could sue about Knew I was in Pittsburgh, a charity concert wit my weep And luckily a motherfucker me Had enough common to keep the receipt Thirty and room service Buffalo wings and cheese dressing, Caesar salad A of wine and lots of sexin', don't you doubt it twenty-five percent bookworm, hundred and fifty percent street Makin' business, only reach a start
We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the E's Livin' as a criminal, doin' a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do?) We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the E's Livin' life as a criminal, a bunch of dirty deeds (Uuh) Doin' a bunch of deeds
As soon as I could walk, I'd cooked up 'bout half a ticket At the age of seventeen old, fuckin' 'em up like that Ovulatin' in the kettle loft I kept watchin' the game I'd in the yard, operation, desperation, go get your fetti slingin' niggas, who off In front of the liquor store to get somebody To buy me a bottle and a pack of So that a can up chuck on the teacher I get to school, restricted So move up out of the classroom, better yet school to diss this
Hella quick tip, wit extra manners, tie your ass up wit the cord Duct tape mouth, talk to your ass in Spanish Describe me voice, like me, no, no English me razorblade and get to choppin' at your fingers Straight killers new to my My deuce don't know that's on my squadron's back Godzilla ballers, a juvenile with damn, man, Craze up off the set, whippin' negroes wit my Tek Nina millimeter heater, heavy wet Crushin' heads and snappin' necks, 'causin' A one percent street, nigga, about dem dirty deeds
We smoke and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do?) We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the E's Livin' life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of deeds (Whatcha do?)
We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the E's Livin' life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of deeds (Whatcha do?) We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the E's Livin' life as a criminal, a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do? do?)