GOT MY MASK {1995}

(album: Underground Series '98 - 2011)

Don't disrespect, nigga don't get wrong
Lil Chris Travis bring that dark daily phonk
Blueberry swisher, filled with some fucking skunk
Nigga talk down, then his ass get stomped
Wanna react, hit his ass with the pump
Take him to the river, then his body get dumped
Chop his bitch up, then bury her in the slums
Get head from her friend, then rip out her tongue
Niggas wanna play, we don't play with them guns
Fool got murked, cause he playing with my [?]
Smoking on that [?], then it burn my damn lungs
Riding puff with my nigga call it Cheech & Chong
Ridin round town, nigga catch me with your bitch
If you see me with her, nigga better not catch a fit
If you see me with her, nigga know she sucked my dick
If you see me with her, nigga know she on that shit
Bitch

Smoked a thousand blunts, not on my right mind
But it's all good, cause it ain't that hard to find
Yo bitch coming home with them fucking red eyes
Higher than a bitch and you gon believe her lies
Say she with her friends, but she was with my guys
Tossing that slut, almost broke her damn spine
Ass real fast so I hit it from behind
While I smoke my trees, motherfuckers been live
Underground shit, coming straight from'95
Niggas say they smoke, but they ain't getting high
Call the plug up, say the wanna throw in 5
Niggas better ride unless they wanna die
Bitch