Good Times (I Get High) I get high, (I get high) I get high, (I get high) I get high on your memory High on your memory High on your memory I get high, high, high, high (everyday) I get high, high, high, high (every night) I get high, high, high, high (all the time)
Everyday I need an ounce and a half S-P, the only flowa that you know with a bounce and a half. Listen kid, I need a mountain of cats So I can roll up, hop in the whip, and like bounce to the Ave I get high cause I'm in the hood, the guns is around And take a blunt just to ease the pain that humbles me now And I'd rather roll something up cause if I'm sober dawg, I just might flip, grab my guns and hold something up I get high as a kite, I'm in the zone, all alone, motha fucka case I'm dyin tonight So I roll em up, back to back, fat as I could You got beef with south P, I come strapped with the hood.
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Ay yo, I smoke like a chiminey Matter fact I - smoke like a gun when a killa see his enemy I smoke like Bob Marley did After that, then I smoke like the hippies did, back in the seventies Spit with the finishing touch, get this that Ima finish you before I finish the dutch I get high like the birds and the planes I get high when - bullets hit faces after words exchange I get a rush off the blood on the walls You understand, like the S-5 pedal when its touchin the floor I get high cause fuck it, what's better to do And Ima never give a fuck, cause I'm better you
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Ima smoke till my lungs collapse I'm from the era where, niggas cause terror over guns and crack Where the dollar bill is powerful I smoke weed cause time seem precious and I know what an hour do I get high for a livin, gots to ride for a livin With my bill Gates the niggas that'll die for a livin Shit I get as high as I could Cause if you see things, like I see things, Ima die in the hood Motha fucka understand its full service for you I don't smoke the weed if it ain't purple or blue And you can name any rapper, if you want it die This is s-p dumpin and bitch I get high