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I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good
shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood
shit

Give me some dro, purple haze, and some
chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good
shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit

Everytime I roll up, niggas holla roll up, and I
tell'em hold up,
You ain't gettin money you ain't smoking
In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo
Hiiigh as a motherfucker
I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap
heat, only if you got beef
Man you better holla at me
Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
Everytime I pop up, a lot going on in my hood

I shoot the dice, I holler get'em girls
Daddy need new shoes
Daddy need Perelli's to look mean on 22s
Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone
Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone
2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
The D's sick, they searched the whip and they
can't find the semis
They was just harassing me cause they know who I
was
Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking
some bud