I Get High 2 lyrics

[Chorus]
I get high
I liked to know if you want to get f*cked up
I’m going to do what the f*ck I want to. I don’t know why…
I’d like to know if you want to get f*cked up
All I really want to do is stay true. I get high
I’d like to know if you want to get f*cked up
I’m going to do what the f*ck I want to. I don’t know why…
I’d like to know if you want to get f*cked up
All I really want to do is stay true. I get high

[Verse 1]
The top is old to me. All I’m looking for now is the surface to resurface hood bound
The bottoms old to me. All I'm thinking about now is climbing back up midway level out the car is old to me
The starts is old to me. This sh*ts old to me. The grips old to me. They say Gotti, you bust grown folks sh*t
I'm going to drip and set all my diplomats up they can show the whole world Gotti Barak Obama sick
I'm more than the average.I'm savage sit. n*ggas done broke a lot of branches, twigs and stems
Me and Das we put together army brigades. Train n*ggas like silverines green burraes. I'm more like the phantom
In and out your hood like phantom in the Phantom. Picture that b*tch like candid camera. n*gga this my life. Banging on bustas
Imma bang on these n*ggas. Pull their eater out and let em feel a n*gga. Im gonna keep banging on on bustas
f*cking round with the hoes. Doing everything I supposed to. n*gga keep banging on these bustas
Leave when I want to leave. Cause n*ggas always got something up their sleeve
And what?
And they usually begin with a b*tch but I'mma jump the b*tch out and find a n*gga to chip

[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
n*gga, I pour the kit quarter pound mix it up, grind it down - Let me show you how to grind now a days
sh*t done changed. But Imma put you up on a legalized dope game. Don't take my word for it. n*gga ask Dr. Dre
It's so many different ways to get paid in the vague n*gga. Keep bustas out your circle. Passion purple
That Memphis is true to half purple so through. I'm just a beast loose in the scrorce. Trips of vibe push force
I push a ton of at least. Think our lives rely on it. Twoiling and turning on em. Money like serving gas of sherm oil by the clump
To see what I might find break n*ggas. Wake n*ggas. Make n*ggas Evacuate their own sh*t like bush to bush my pipeline
Imma ride high. Real n*ggas suppose to ride banging on bustas. Imma bang on these n*ggas
Tore their eater out let em feel a n*gga. Imma keep banging on bustas, f*ck around with the hoes
Doing everything I'm supposed to. n*gga keep banging on bustas. Leave when I want to leave
Cause n*ggas always got something up their sleeve
And what?
And it usually begin with a b*tch but Imma jump the b*tch out and find a n*gga to chip. That's why...

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
I liked to know if you want to get f*cked up
I liked to know if you want to get f*cked up
I liked to know if you want to get f*cked up
I liked to know if you want to get f*cked up


[Outro]
Reprise… Skit…
Mutha f*ck that man. Where my sh*t. f*ck that man!
I’ll take my car. Come on
f*ck that. We fittin to let these n*ggas know
Just pull up. Just pull up…
Get your sh*t ready n*gga
(Clocks gun)
These n*ggas right here?
YUP! That’s them n*ggas right there
Get ready. I’m fittin to let these n*ggas…. Yeah n*gga. What’s up punk!
(Guns blast, screams and sirens)
Police radio: Twelve Adam 63. Officer needs assistance. Possible 187 in the corner of Krenshaw and