"Forty H two O, I got a few ends, Can we do some of business mate?" It depends on how much you wanna And how much I'm gon' make What's the Sellin' half a kezy, right now they go for eight But you know, we in the middle of a drought So tomorrow might be too late, keep on elevatin' Escalatin' and fluctuatin' Oprah Winfrey's weight Hesitatin', eliminatin' competitor's competition out the flake, cotton candy yams and Highway five About an estimated and a half hour drive, let me go
Na, na, do that, too dangerous, too young Back off, it's a commotion, might even swallow tongue How? tell ya later, hop your ass in this Kezy Where we headed? Venice little 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 like a fuckin' nut bust her pot, na and get the fuck
We trees 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 life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do?) Doin' a bunch of dirty
It ain't gon' be no cakewalk, so ya do, don't talk Others been to triangular markers with numbers on 'em And bodies outlined in Bodies outlined in chalk, markers with numbers on 'em And bodies in chalk Call them organs, call my lawyer you're at it Tell my gal, get dope up out the attic We ism, I caught the po, po ta spoil it Too much to be flushin' down the toilet These bitches talkin' 'bout some shit I never about
Some shit I never heard, some shit I could sue about Knew I was in Pittsburgh, promotin' a concert wit my weep And luckily a motherfucker me Had enough common sense to the receipt Thirty fifth and room Buffalo wings and Bleu dressing, Caesar salad A of wine and lots of sexin', don't you doubt it twenty-five percent bookworm, hundred and fifty percent smart Makin' business, accusations reach a start
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 and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's Livin' life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of deeds (Uuh) Doin' a bunch of deeds
As soon as I could walk, I'd cooked up half a meal ticket At the age of seventeen years old, 'em up like that Ovulatin' in the kettle loft 'cos I kept watchin' the I'd in the yard, operation, desperation, go get your fetti Daddy niggas, who off In front of the liquor store tryin' to get To buy me a bottle and a of Newports So a motherfucker can up chuck on the teacher I get to school, restricted So move up out of the classroom, better yet after school to diss
Hella tip, wit extra manners, tie your ass up wit the phone cord Duct tape your mouth, to your ass in Spanish me voice, like me, no, speak no English Take me and get to choppin' at your fingers Straight new to my squadron My deuce even know that's on my squadron's back Godzilla ballers, a juvenile with damn, man, up off the set, pistol whippin' negroes wit my Tek Nina millimeter heater, metal wet Crushin' heads and snappin' necks, nosebleeds A one fifty street, nigga, about dem dirty deeds
We trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's Livin' life as a criminal, a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do?) 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 and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's Livin' life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of deeds (Whatcha do?) We smoke and slang ki's, off the fuckin' E's life as a criminal, doin' a bunch of dirty deeds (Whatcha do? do?)