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The Game

Get High

 

Get High

(album: Block Wars - 2016)


I'm like Method Man and Red Man with the swishers
Blowing chronic out my mouth while they taking pictures
I tell that bitch drop that ass like she hit the switches
I take the phone and take a selfie while I'm fucking bitches
Now bounce to a nigga that know Dre and O'Shea
I kill that pussy like OJ and no way a nigga gonna outsmoke me
I smoke more than B Real and that nigga Snoop D-O-double G
Throw up the Westside, even if your fucking rag on the left side
Tonight I'm fucking with you, to ice cubes in my cup
A little Henny, nigga with an attitude, what's up?
Yeah, '64 Impala and I'm outta there
Bitch riding shotgun, looking like a bobble head
Wait, wait, wait for a minute and let a nigga roll his blunt

If you still fuck with Dr. Dre, get high
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's get high
I mean, every time you come to LA, get high
Ain't it good to you? Hell yeah
The doc said I had a weed addiction
So I'm smoking this chronic with no prescription, get high
Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition, get high

When I say roll it up, roll it up trick
It's Aftermath, let 'em know who you fucking with
All we do is smoke and get high
We be having slips, let 'em smell this shit
35 Million and I still might sell this shit
Gray smoke, elephant
Look around this party, ain't this motherfucka hella lit?
These niggas is zeros, we came with pre-rolls
Same niggas used to moving kilos, get high
Yeah, all fucking day nigga
See me bouncing in the six-six-tre
Like I won't let this motherfucka
Three-wheeling with a cloud of kush in my jaw
Thousand dollar blunts,w hat a nigga want?
Pistol grip pump, ride with it in the fucking trunk
California skunk, nigga this the funk
Top of the Roscoe's with the front, my impala, get high

If you still fuck with Dr. Dre, get high
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's get high
I mean, every time you come to LA, get high
Ain't it good to you? Hell yeah
The doc said I had a weed addiction
So I'm smoking this chronic with no prescription, get high
Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition, get high

done

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