Текст, перевод и аккорды “Get High”
- Lord knows I try get high, get high, get high (Verse 1) I got haze blue and strawberry dro and diesel I got kush and cannabis and all shades are lethal Enough to puff with all my people Chunks in the truck like the stuff was legal Nothin but dutches I'm amoungst the evils Bongs to breathe through my first time was preeschool [Hook] Get high, Get fly, Get lye (Verse 2) I got tons of guns but I love that mac Automatics love to tug those back Snubnoses for my hoes that pack Big toys like them boys in Iraq Click clacks'll put your brains in your lap Open on thats the first time I blacked [Hook] (Verse 3) I got Gucci, Pradas, Louis and all I got it for the spring, the summer, the winter, fall I got Bagarvy shades, Chrichendiors Tims and hoodies just for war Suits and hardbottoms respect no law Open in the mall the first time I Balled [Hook] (Verse 4) I got chicks thats all thick and in shape, and love it Flicks and videos, shit, I does it Some that cry, cum, and some thats rugged One thats sprung when she done she hum it One home body and one I run with M?nage, massage, and word to God Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Lord knows I did [Hook] (Verse 5) I got cribs in the suburbs, the hood, and the city A low crib with the wiz thats pretty A crew crib where niggas bring biddies A crib out mid, thats hid like Diddy's A tropic spot out in the Caymans A Cali spot the first time I copped [Hook] (Verse 6) I got love for thugs and hustlers period Hate for snakes I take that serious Respect for ballers and those that stack Appreciation for broads with back Death for losers that snitch and tell My homie homes first day on bail [Hook] (Verse 7) I got 5 albums out 4 to go A paper fetish I love the dough Love for V's that speed and blow Knowledge of self if you need to know Patrone,Crissy, even Cleeko Bitch so big I had to a pimp Haha I tried, I tried [Hook]
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