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We Gitt Lyrics - Artist : Tha Dogg Pound
[Daz Dillinger:]
We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up [Kurupt:] Look, a couple words to describe myself A pint of Henn I prescribe myself Hit up the weed doc, run up in the weed spot Hit up the weed doc, run up in the weed spot Get me some purple haze in a jar and that aftershock Get some purple haze in a jar and that aftershock Cyanide hash, getting money with Daz Sitting at the house counting mattresses full cash Getting high [Daz Dillinger:] I'm blowing big smoke, chillin' with my kinfolk 6-6 Impala, nigga, ridin' on them 100 spokes Windows up, AC off You got weed, nigga? Uh, can it make me cough? We smoking ounce for ounce, and pound for pound You put it in my face and we gon' smoke it down 808 sub in your speaker, rollin' heatseekers Getting high, no lie, new colors be tweakin', C, C, C, C I smoke and smoke, my homie Kurupt drank He got bottles, nigga, see, I got the dank Put 'em together, got a hella combination, we Tha Dogg Pound G's (Daz and Kurupt, nigga, smoking and drinking) We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up [Kurupt:] Situated, finally made it, I got my game together Not sedated or great it made it, the Pound forever You wanna smoke with me? You wanna smoke with Diggy? Daz rollerskating, smash you on the Hyp, the Henny Damn, two hits and pass, that's that Amsterdam Me and Daz roll and pass off that Amsterdam We got it locked, we hit the spot off that Amsterdam We getting all the money we can get off hash and grams Getting money [Daz Dillinger:] Get money, getting paid (getting paid) You know Diggy do it a million different ways I smoke ounces, in the Dirty That purple kush, man, it make your eyes blurry You know the party don't start 'til I walk through the door I got that indo, we got that kush and purple We smoking Swishers, cigarillos, pounds big as a pillow Here we go again, my nigga, roll up the window We smoking blunt after blunt, going cup after cup Kurupt, you know what? (Let's get fucked up) Roll the windows down, smoke rushing out of the car By the way we smoking, security know who we are, muthafucka We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up [Kurupt:] We stay smoking (smoking), drinking (drinking) Making all the money we could make, nigga We stay rollin' (rollin'), ridin', slidin' Dippin' through the speaker way we wanna dip, nigga What the fuck? Who the fuck, wanna fuck, around with us? Muthafucka on the smash, indo and hash We'll whoop your ass, that quick and that fast Kurupt and Daz, muthafucka [Daz Dillinger:] Burning rubber in a 2006 B-E-N-Z, muthafucka, there's no other Break it in with some smoke of the bomb Hit the sunroof and I ain't coming back 'til the break of dawn I'm shining sun, walking on Cloud 9 I'm feeling good and everything is feeling real fine Light or dark, all I do is spark up that shit Tthat thing on your heart, they say 'Diggy don't quit' We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up We get high, we get drunk We get loaded, we fucked up We get high, we got blunts We got money, we fucked up |
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