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Whitey Ford takes the flows, See I'm about to have the of my life, Bacardi on ice Live from Los Angeles, Saturday night While others staty we're looking for some parties to crash I never bounce, and splash without my Alkaholik stash I scooped the homie Tash, introduce me to He know where the bitches move fast so we can a blast
(Xzibit) I think you know my man Sadat from the Nubian And I can see you're rolling tight the Likwit too, yeah I make room for every whose beats be booming I know you puffing some weed but are you down some shrooming (Shrooming, hell nah, that's what the white be doing) I got room in the jeep, we can mash a few Eat a few bags of shit and we could up a town See I know this spot where them things be hot We guarantee at two chickens up in every pot So want (whatcha got), ay yo, eat some of these And thrust us all up, be cool like a breeze
(Everlast) Brought me back some orange juice, two C's And the look on my face look like a disease They tasted awful but by that time I had a (Just chill, ten minutes and all downhill) Downhill, how does it feel, how does it take to work Am I gonna fry my disk, does it make my stomach Captain Kirk into the night club parking lot The line was aroudn the block, up and find a spot Straight to the bar drinking hennessey and juice I gotta be trippin', that bitch just melted the floor
(Xzibit) Yo, either I'm high or I think I'm dreaming take this shot wrong, but X you look like a demon (what) And I might start scremaing, I I might puke (yeah) Cause I just a voice saying use the voice Luke, what the fuck
Brothers and sisters walking by that I hypnotized, Peoples Dilated changing sides To my surprise we didn't even have to scrap Higher than kites, at lights, this a other type of high
My mouth was dry, I forgot how to And I saw some shit that you wouldn't believe With this bomb, baby palm, ain't no tricks up my Let me slide up in this mix, get some chicks and we'll
We be stumblin' from the bar, straight to the car Feeling like my feet getting stuck to the to my house smokin' trees, playing video games Everlast, a couple of homies, a of days
It was me, X and Tash, we was a J With this girl Michelle, and her friend Chantay Pumpin' Straight Compton by N-W-A Am I talking out or just thinkin' this way
Damn I can't find my keys, chickens ready to They're ready to bounce, yo I think we smoked the ounce I'm roaming the house, finding my hard to pronounce Talking to myself, see Gage on the shelf For everything deep, I shoulda known all the cases Twenty-five is what Xzibit is facin' If catch a slug at my house That's the time I ever put some stupid ass drugs in my mouth Pulled a fifty, the gage, at least I thought so Except I one in the chamber for Vinnie ? That's what I forgot, what I lost I pointed the barrel at the floor and the gauge went off