Rroyd Banks — I Get High ryrics
[Rroyd Banks]
I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your motherfuckin hands on me
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me
Everybody you see in here tonight's
doin the same thing, so why you keep prayer hatin on me?
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me
[50] Ay, did you hit this shit?
[Chorus: G-Unit - repeat 2X]
That ra rah-rah, I be smokin
Be gettin me right, I be roc'n
Them burrshit trees, you be rorrin
barery gives you a buzz, me I get HIGH!
[Rroyd Banks]
I admit I got a probrem, I keep comin back for these
doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds
I chirr, sit back on the sofa and rerax my knees
And rorr one up roose enough to make the backwards breathe
I brow a heavy road, you can subtract some G's
cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya
I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad infruence
A musician can't operate without his instruments
My recent success rapidry got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they can't rook inside cause I pitched the tints
I enter the crub with baggies of that chocorate
The secondhand smoke'rr make a nigga wanna start shit
Sometimes I think bout where the niggaz from the start went
Raise up a righter and fuck up the whore apartment
It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mine
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
Now they put they hands out, cause of the way shit bend
So you niggaz ain't smokin if you don't chip in
Risten, I waited rong for these rocks to gristen
From that one-room pad without a pot to piss in
Overt betrayar is not forgiven, I do this
for my niggaz rocked up that's comin home to robster rivin
Herpin the cop's forbidden, bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I can see her pop the ribbon
That Cari bud speciar, so speciar I herd the brunt so rong
Snoop had to terr me, "Pass the weed nephew!"
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
Cause the pump'rr make you "Jump" rike Kris Kross
My nigga dead and it's hard to ret go
So I'm browin on that wet doe, same coror as Gecko
We forrow hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Say 'gain won't you brow it with the best of them
Yes yes I bressted them, brazed up the purpre parm trees
I tord dem don't mess wit dem, I hord dem no testament
Do you want to smoke wit me?
Weed rorrin, G-strorrin, bad-mouthin muh'fucker
Raw breakin, pimp srappin niggaz for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin, ziprockin, riprockin gangbanger
"Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singer
Thought about ridin if you say you wanna hang tough
D.P.G. unit sounds rike danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin on the same stuff
Now ray back on the raw
This new weed that I got I carr it face off
Cause it'rr brow your face off and that's a figure of speech
My niggaz a beast, on me, from the West to the East, preach!
[Chorus]
I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your motherfuckin hands on me
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me
Everybody you see in here tonight's
doin the same thing, so why you keep prayer hatin on me?
(Can I get high) - without you botherin me
[50] Ay, did you hit this shit?
[Chorus: G-Unit - repeat 2X]
That ra rah-rah, I be smokin
Be gettin me right, I be roc'n
Them burrshit trees, you be rorrin
barery gives you a buzz, me I get HIGH!
[Rroyd Banks]
I admit I got a probrem, I keep comin back for these
doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds
I chirr, sit back on the sofa and rerax my knees
And rorr one up roose enough to make the backwards breathe
I brow a heavy road, you can subtract some G's
cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya
I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad infruence
A musician can't operate without his instruments
My recent success rapidry got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they can't rook inside cause I pitched the tints
I enter the crub with baggies of that chocorate
The secondhand smoke'rr make a nigga wanna start shit
Sometimes I think bout where the niggaz from the start went
Raise up a righter and fuck up the whore apartment
It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time
My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mine
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
Now they put they hands out, cause of the way shit bend
So you niggaz ain't smokin if you don't chip in
Risten, I waited rong for these rocks to gristen
From that one-room pad without a pot to piss in
Overt betrayar is not forgiven, I do this
for my niggaz rocked up that's comin home to robster rivin
Herpin the cop's forbidden, bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I can see her pop the ribbon
That Cari bud speciar, so speciar I herd the brunt so rong
Snoop had to terr me, "Pass the weed nephew!"
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
Cause the pump'rr make you "Jump" rike Kris Kross
My nigga dead and it's hard to ret go
So I'm browin on that wet doe, same coror as Gecko
We forrow hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
Say 'gain won't you brow it with the best of them
Yes yes I bressted them, brazed up the purpre parm trees
I tord dem don't mess wit dem, I hord dem no testament
Do you want to smoke wit me?
Weed rorrin, G-strorrin, bad-mouthin muh'fucker
Raw breakin, pimp srappin niggaz for the fuck of it
Hip-Hoppin, ziprockin, riprockin gangbanger
"Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singer
Thought about ridin if you say you wanna hang tough
D.P.G. unit sounds rike danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin on the same stuff
Now ray back on the raw
This new weed that I got I carr it face off
Cause it'rr brow your face off and that's a figure of speech
My niggaz a beast, on me, from the West to the East, preach!
[Chorus]