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We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
Let's get high
Let's get high
I flow rhymes off just like weed in your chest
Think you gotta win, don't hold your breath
Spittin' on a track with Red and Meth
Rollin' up a fat, when you smoke a cassette
Or CDs, we bees the ones with the Ouija's
Spread it on the arm, come on believe me
Look who it is, it's the funky feel
Smokin' assassin from Cypress Hill
DJ D just resonate it
Over my brain 'til it's saturated
Gotta get the kush weed and cultivate it
Give it to the hoes who love to hate it
'Cause lungs get filled like Hershey Highways
I don't give a fuck who sits where I blaze
Chillin' at the rainbow high and faded
You're sittin' at home, feeling isolated
Is there a doctor in the house?
We like, fuck that, nut sacks in your mouth
Lemme show you what a thug about
We can talk or we can slug it out
Better yet, you can bark like your bitch when I dug it out
There it is, a better a kid, ahead of his
Time to settle this, like men
I'm pipin' hot, exciting
Write a gem or hyping them, alright then
All day I drink and smoke
Shell toe with a anchor, sink your boat
Cent, five cents, ten cents, dollar
Rocwilder blend the track again, holla
Ask your boy, now pass your boy something to smoke
Call Superhead nothing to throat, swallow
Bang the track, bring your bat
Ain't too many that can hang with that
So why bother
Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
(Hell yeah)
Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
(Hell yeah)
He drank whiskey, Poncho drank the wine
(Hell yeah)
He drank whiskey, Poncho drank the wine
(Hell yeah)