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dj paul - now i'm high pt. 1 كلمات الأغنية

[hook: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout

[verse 1: lord infamous]
the indo’s creating illusions
the substance infesting my brain cells is causing confusion
i picture teflon in slow motion
it’s piercing through flesh, and continues to cruising
wait, think straight, don’t haste paste, penetrate
face, ace sake, place, base, d_mn, i think i’m crazed
terrors the error, no errors within my terror
are you scared of the 6_double_x_6
demonically elegant elements?
a manic, depressive aggressiveness, stress me, b_tch
and you will feel the strength of my weapons kit
trickory, hickory, d_ckory dock
i smoke top notch bud crop, drop
the d, the o, the p, the e
i need the b, the l, the u_n_t
because that green power flower got much love
i tell you don’t f_ck with the triple 6, mane
’cause you know that we on them drugs
d_mn, i’m going off with this blunt, outer sp_ce rock
lord infamous, i keep clouds of smoke flyin’ out my mouth
[hook: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six, smoked out
now_now i’m high, really high, mane, i’m about to shout

[verse 2: playa fly]
now i’m sittin’ at the crib with a blunt up in my f_ckin’ hand
dreamin’ of another funk, thinkin’ of a master plan
take the tec up in my hand, squeeze it quickly as fly can
crazy as the gangsta b, all fly see is blood, man
now i’m forced to sweat the track
because i’m down to make some ends
but fly prefer the easy route by makin’ bustas check it in
gimisum, gimisum, hand it here you selfish pig
if your ass wasn’t so greedy, then you still would breathe my n_gga
lil fly is headin’ to the home, finished up my serve on
plus lil fly just made a stang, i take you to your stash jawn
creepin’ through the f_ckin’ dark, rollin’ deep with south park
funked out, loced out, you know a playa won’t be bared
when i’m ’bout my hog, k!ll, i’m evil with fly stealin’ grin
lil ibn down to make some ends, b_tches gotta check it in
and for you jealous punk ass b_tch all up on the ibn nuts
f_ck them folks, f_ck yo’ folks, ’cause lil fly just don’t give a f_ck
[bridge: playa fly]
yeah, south park in this b_tch
lil fly and gangsta weeds in the house for the ’94, ’95, ho

[verse 3: koopsta knicca]
who’s that bustin’ up in my door?
was way too slow, i hit the floor
they shot up all my n_ggas in the kitchen flippin’ dominoes
blood all on my leg, i wipe that sh_t up to my f_ckin’ head
caught them trizzicks slippin’
buck them busta b_tches dead
peace out to my n_ggas tim and k!lla, they’re my brodies
my momma said it be days like this
but my daddy never told me
and that’s why i’m a hard lead, twistin’ on my dreads
i’m scared, a n_gga dead, it’s in my f_ckin’ head
thinkin’ i would hesitate
and wait to buck yo’ b_tch ass down
read up all my ideas, nig, ’cause i ain’t no d_mn hologram
but i’m cl!ckin’ with that quickness
like the sickness from that triple 6
drop you winnin’ a splander cut you up like jeffrey dahmers b_tch
really i could care less ’bout a n_gga tryin’ to flex against
the mothaf_ckin’ tech
you get some _gunshot_ up in your neck
and when you see the koopsta knicca, it’s a f_ckin’ redrum
run, run, run ‘fore i leave ya d_mn body numb
[interlude: koopsta knicca]
yeah, it’s koopsta knicca in this mothaf_cka
i’d like to send this one out to
the mothaf_ckin’ n_ggas i kick it with over there in
north memphis, south memphis
to all my mothaf_ckin’ n_ggas i kick it with at northside
the real mothaf_ckas

- dj paul

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