want to know if its dro what you think ho? I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high [Verse 2: Young Buck] We all get high
to know if its dro what you think ho? I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high [Verse 2: Young Buck] We all get high
rep how ya livin It's all about the cash, let's get it (let's go) [Chorus] [P. Diddy over Chorus] C'mon, Bad Boy's young guns This, is, the, remix -
it ain't...that serious? I bang clubs and streets it's gettin hot See Mack won't stop until Mack's on top Young black america my CD drop In two thousand
with red tops but now a ni**a sell words for all my young thugs in jail in Jerz They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as f**k son Dyin luck none
they can never take the game from a young G I'm gettin money (4X) Damned if I don't, and damned if a nigga do Now watch a young motherfucker pull the
Girl, Don't worry about this better just keep doing what you do Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international [Young Dre:] Oooh.. Young Dre the
to the fuckin streets Nobody knows why he took a fo'-fo' and loaded up on the whole front row (BUCK BUCK, BUCK BUCK!!) Try to tell him but he act like
'm a nuttin drinkin Hennessey and gettin' high On the lookout for my enemies, don't wanna die Tell me why cause this stress is gettin' major A buck-fifty
hoes dream gettin high off a nigga like a dope fiend (Mophreme) Cuz I'm non-stop, and I'm always hustlin' twenty four seven, ain't nothin buck but when
coverin' the bastard in plastic. I smoke blunts on a regular buck when it counts. I'm tryin' to make a million dollars outta quarter ounce. And gettin
wide mob figgaz (for real) World wide mob figgaz (O-U-T-L-A-W-Z) we world wide mob figgaz (for real) World wide mob figgaz (check game you little young
t because I be high. (I be high... I be high...) But I... Twist that la-la-la-la. {Whoooo! } [Verse 2:] I get high as I wanna nigga Go against me, fo
