(Juice) Mayne!!!! I can't I'm up in dis joint wit Gangsta Boo. I'm so Hi! Boogaloo! I'm so hi. Purple!! Purple!! Mayne! I'm so hi! Good shit Gangsta Boo. The Juice always blown out on dat fire shit I'm gettin high den a motherfucker. Damn!
(Gangsta Boo) Some dumb boys be killin me Actin like dey want me pounds I be lookin for the fires We will not come in ya town Gansta Boo the scandalous That's been so freaky when she hi Oops I ain't go lie, bump and smoke until the day I die Ridin in the Chevy and you know I'm smokin ink mayne Got the bongs mayne Limo tinted for you hataz mayne Crusin through my hood Im hot as fuck, my life is on suspension I don't give a fuck Im constantly gotta smoke one bitch As I come up on the spot to eat and sleep and do it all again Gansta at it again, clean as fuck I'm rollin twenty-twens Call my nigga dank to see if he know where some hydro at When I go get dank I got the glock nine and a vest Rollin through the projects lookin for dat nigga wit dat dope Fiendin like a junkie thinkin "damn a playa gotta smoke" Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes Shit dis habit of mine Got me clickin when I'm on the ground
(Chorus 4x) Mask 2 my fuckin face I'm fiendin to increase my high Eye balls is like red as hell dese bitches better recognize (could dat fuckin fuckin ink conservin deal dats some shit)
(Gangsta boo) So I got dis ghetty green Look here nigga I'm a star Bout to hit the corner and rap Stoned and get leaf cigar I don't smoke on seeds But not to dis the ones unfortunate If you need me, hook up wit me, I'll smoke you to death All my niggas on dat good dope, If you hi just clap yo hands All my niggas on dat good dope, if you hi just clap yo hands Take a trip to Amsterdam Smoke a blunt wit lady man Always chiefin gotta wake up wit a blunt up in my hand It be funny how you dig Cuz you got green and me and you be friends If I let you smoke wit me, you lucky I'm a keep it real I don't give a fuck about a beg or tryin to smoke my weed If you got some money you need to put half on dis fuckin green Don't play wit the muthafuckin funky dont play Smokin on some hay Once again hid in the black Hay (haven) Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes Shit dis habit of mine Got me clickin when I'm on the ground
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