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master p - weed and hennesey كلمات الأغنية

yeah n-gg-
we gonna feed em weed and hennesey, get em high together motherf-cker
silkk the shocker (get em high n-gg-, get em high n-gg-)
shorties with game (no limit n-gg-z)
come out and feel the world, this time n-gg- (gon’ ride n-gg-, get em high)

[chorus: master p]

give em weed, and hennesey, and let’s ride n-gg-
let’s ride n-gg-, let’s ride n-gg-
weed, and hennesey, and let’s ride n-gg-
let’s ride n-gg-, let’s ride n-gg-

[master p]
holla p! that mean fortune and fame
scream, no limit still tru 2 da game
a buncha, young n-gg-z gettin rich with plats
how many, thug n-gg-z still bustin the shot
how many killers comin up makin scrilla with change
how many, young n-gg-z still down in the game
i couldn’t, lose my soul tryin to make these ends
i couldn’t, watch my enemies and watch my friends
i live the life of a young n-gg- wantin to ball
i said, mama pray when i walk the halls
i got 3rd ward n-gg-z throwin up the sign
my little cousin jimmy home on, eighteen to die
i live the life of a ranger, rowdy rowdy
i live the life of a rapper that’s bout it bout it
i got the feds tryin to chase me, wantin the plat
i got my own homies sendin, my name to the coppers

i smoke weed, and hennesey, uh-huh
to forget about all that sh-t, uh-huh
(get em high n-gg-, let’s ride n-gg-)
i smoke weed, and hennesey
just to make it through the days man
all this bullsh-t i’m goin through

[c-murder]
i got a hand full of money, a pocket full of drugs
leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs
i’m homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind’s under pressure
you leave your sh-t wide open, no limit n-gg-z gon’ test ya
we ride deep but tru dat, hitin hard like bricks
ain’t no punks in my click, b-tch -ss n-gg-z be sick
my tru g’s gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit
and healthy n-gg-z shout for god hearin
a coward dies a thousand deaths a soldier die once
so n-gg- let’s get high, off these hennesey and blunts

[chorus]

[silkk the shocker]
it get hard tryin to shake these bustas tryin to shake these fools
i know a million n-gg-z down to ride and still don’t break the rules
i’m always on like f-ckin lights respect might check you like some nights
always precise, silkk the shocker, get my motherf-ckin name, right!
n-gg- game sewed like a spider, til ends fall like a nike
disrespect i hits you with a tec and watch i shake you up like dice
now watch a million n-gg-z follow me, like i was a f-ckin idol
they’re like vital signs of a line of n-gg-z deep in their thoughts
cause there isn’t no sunshine
get away from the one-time got caught sometimes
but other times, i got away
if you a busta, you can’t cop none if you a real, you can relate
see we no limit, we dirty like dozen, wild with my two brothers
couple partners couple cousins, other n-gg-z i really can’t trust
weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride
we strapped with four-five n-gg- do, or f-ckin die
block to block coast to coast n-gg- from killers to drug dealers
affiliate my name with all the real killers and thug n-gg-z
t.s. washin on fake n-gg-z, a b-tch no f-ckin love
when i grab for snap automatics come off
like dancers drawers in strip clubs
ain’t no thang, death with no motherf-ckin pain
i lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh-t to the game
but fake n-gg-z gonna drop, real n-gg-z stay on top
til my homey, came up dead
he said one of my n-gg-z workin with the feds
it’s time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials
i plug shots in the motherf-cker, you don’t wanna die

[chorus w/ variations]

[master p]
that’s how we gonna do it to start off the nineteen ninety-eight
silkk the shocker legit, charge it 2 da game in february, hahah
my little brother c-murder in this b-tch (no limit)
master p (soldiers)
huh, we gonna feed em weed and hennesey (i thought i told ya)
and to them motherf-ckin fake n-gg-z
we gonna feed em hollow tips

can’t fade us, can’t beat us, no limit
ain’t no motherf-ckin gimmick (think nine-seven was alright)
tru n-gg-z for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the year)
ha-hah
nineteen ninety-eight n-gg-

- master p

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