Lyrics:
(Here we are in this day and age still loyal to the state of confusion. Why
is it only tragedy when harmony unites the people of this nation. We
a couple times
We some bad mammajammas, Mississippi, Alabama
And, I even got some honkeys down in east Louisiana
I really live this life, I don't put on for
talking yolonda
Ice cube in the 90s. Americas most wanted
Tell John Walsh come find me
Cause I'm with someone baby momma eating tortellini with zucchini,
people made it, and some of my people didn't
But I'm gonna ball for why'all, big baby
And ball actin' crazy
And watch my back, for the shady nigga
[Nicky Bondz (of Rose Family)]
I'm downstairs, in front of the building
Niggas rolling dice, smoking,
We probably ain't cuttin their eyes at my ice
looking like Tom Ford
And she begging for an encore (Skrt)
Goddamn, today was a bon jour (Skat)
Ice cubes in my cointreau
Ay, man is darker than Mongols
lies saying they smell weed
Get up out hood just pickin with folks never understood why they make the jokes
Being real young laughing along as long
my baby ok/ ha verby ry nie, stop!/ kla by my sy kry nie tot/ ha bydie hysie, fok!
Chorus 1
Lets all go in/ its not too expensive/ we can bargain with
realistic
Nothing is figurative
I can wish it into existence
God want this nigga to live
Blunt big as a dread
I get high and forget who bled
Who we
the glock tight, that's right
That's for the jackers at the spotlight, watch 'em
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin' by, pumpin' diesel
brothers no snitching still I
Got some good friends I couldn't
Put in that position does it mean that we're
Neek so we're different
Cause my G's have
coming, that's why I went solo
Ice Cube and Yoyo
They shooting arrows
I come through in a pharaohs apparel
And talk like I got you bent over a barrel
With
Niggas swiggin' at some
Put Zach in a blunt
The ice keeps shinin' on this bitch
Niggas keep countin' on this bitch
How you a rapper
You ain't made
niggas either
Try to take my weed I got more power than She-Ra
Dirty south diva, I rise like Mya
My high starts coming down I smoke some more and I get
more now
It's platinum, now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave
Zigzag on my charm
Champagne on ice, good weed in the jar
Everything Armans, Chanel seats in the car
When you all know; them fuck niggas start hatin'
and up and bring yo friends Through
Say we got the liq we finna get loose
I roll the weed
You know I brought my friends too
These some blessed night right
Yea yea
Aye
I feel like I can't even breathe
Why all this shit gotta happen to me
I just sit back and relapse with the weed
Tryna get to the top
with the skunk
We about to get wicked in the joint, uh
Be the realest, ha, yeah
Notorious is glorious (Uh)
Niggas know who's the mind blower
The weed
on the trigger
Always ready for some set trippin'
That's why I'm dippin' and dappin', crippin' and dippin' never catch me slippin'
Checkin' out the bitches (what's
the hill and kottonmouth we smoking nothing but the finest
The weed incredible, we unstoppable teams
We down with cypress like how essays be down with 13's
me like I'm opaque
This Nigga With a Attitude cold like ice cubes
But I ain't O'Shea
Okay
I record in Blu-ray
You record on VHS
Old devices We don't
just might act out. Turn the light off yeah X7 Yeah! Cause we some crazy mothafuckas’! Gottdamn like Cube and Chris Tucker. How the fuck you getting
flows
Gonna cop some C's when I got some dough
Got the drinks pour casamigos
Brought some weed that'll rock your boat
Got three lines lined up like adidas
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