(DJ Paul, talking) Yeah Crunchy nigga doin' it now mang You know I'm sayin? Puttin' these albums and shit out Mang, ya know I'm sayin? Now ya got, 3 different kinds of weeds Know I'm sayin? Mixed in a bowl Thats like some of that super Bin-Laden type shit (Super!) Mixin' that shit up, so fuck what'cha bought Some of this shit mang (Fuck what'cha bought) Lotta niggas out here be bullshittin' Talkin' bout they gon' bring you a good bag To the studio or somethin', by the house But I don't ever see these niggas Fuck y'all, fuck what'cha bought man Wassup man?
(Hook, singing) Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) Niggaaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) Niggaaa
(Verse 1, Crunchy Black) I'm a motherfuckin' fiend for that Mary Jane And if ya got that, then ya got me mayn I promise my smokin' is outta the frame And I ain't gon' even try to play ya mayn Can ya let me get some weed, see my check ain't came And a nigga like me, I ain't playin' games I need that Mary Jane, I need that Mary Jane Like a junkie need crack runnin' through his veins See niggas takin' pills, I mean they poppin' 'em mayn But can y'all niggas cold, name some names We holler'd Perkaset, we hollar'd X mayn I popped a full bar, now I'm outta the frame See if you got sess, then you got game Now all you need now, is a freaky lil' dame To get on her knees, and bless ya thang It's hard here nigga, don't make me smoke ya mayn
(Hook, singing) I got three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) Niggaaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) Niggaaa
(Verse 2, Crunchy Black) I used to fuck wit' this nigga, I ain't hatin' A cool white-boy, he did the best that he can He sold x-pills, bout a hundred man And played around wit' bout a hundred-grand He bought me a Q-P of 'Dro, understand? And I smoked, smoked, smoked like a smoke and a bandit Y'all don't know how much god damn it I smoked so much, that the smoke couldn't stand me I'm just a young nigga, tryina get high And I'ma gon' smoke til' the day that I die So roll up the weed, and ignite the fire And let's get high, nigga let's get high! I know y'all know we Hypnotize We have y'all hollerin' out "I-Yi-Yi" Like the Ying Yang Twin's "Me, Myself, and I" If ya got three different kind of weed, give it a try!
(Hook, singing) I got three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) Niggaaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) NiggaaaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
