Weed and Hennesey

By Bas
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Bas
Yeah n*gga
We gonna feed em weed and Hennesey, get em high together motherf*cker
Silkk the Shocker (get em high n*gga, get em high n*gga)
Shorties with game (No Limit n*ggas)
Come out and feel the world, this time n*gga (gon' ride n*gga, get em high)

Chorus: Master P

Give em weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n*gga
Let's ride n*gga, let's ride n*gga
Weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n*gga
Let's ride n*gga, let's ride n*gga

[Master P]
Holla P! That mean fortune and fame
Scream, No Limit still TRU 2 Da Game
A buncha, young n*ggas gettin rich with plats
How many, thug n*ggas still bustin the shot
How many killers comin up makin scrilla with change
How many, young n*ggas still down in the game
I couldn't, lose my soul tryin to make these ends
I couldn't, watch my enemies and watch my friends
I live the life of a young n*gga wantin to ball
I said, mama pray when I walk the halls
I got 3rd Ward n*ggas throwin up the sign
My little cousin Jimmy home on, eighteen to die
I live the life of a ranger, rowdy rowdy
I live the life of a rapper that's Bout It Bout It
I got the feds tryin to chase me, wantin the plat
I got my own homies sendin, my name to the coppers

I smoke weed, and Hennesey, uh-huh
To forget about all that sh*t, uh-huh
(get em high n*gga, let's ride n*gga)
I smoke weed, and Hennesey
Just to make it through the days man
All this bullsh*t I'm goin through

[C-Murder]
I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of drugs
Leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs
I'm homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure
You leave your sh*t wide open, No Limit n*ggas gon' test ya
We ride deep but TRU dat, hitin hard like bricks
Ain't no punks in my click, b*tch ass n*ggas be sick
My TRU G's gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit
And healthy n*ggas shout for God hearin
A coward dies a thousand deaths a soldier die once
So n*gga let's get high, off these Hennesey and blunts

Chorus

[Silkk the Shocker]
It get hard tryin to shake these bustas tryin to shake these fools
I know a million n*ggas down to ride and still don't break the rules
I'm always on like f*ckin lights respect might check you like some nights
Always precise, Silkk the Shocker, get my motherf*ckin name, RIGHT!
n*gga game sewed like a spider, til ends fall like a Nike
Disrespect I hits you with a tec and watch I shake you up like DICE
Now watch a million n*ggas follow me, like I was a f*ckin idol
They're like vital signs of a line of n*ggas deep in their thoughts
Cause there isn't no sunshine
Get away from the one-time got caught sometimes
But other times, I got away
If you a busta, you can't cop none if you a real, you can relate
See we No Limit, we dirty like dozen, wild with my two brothers
Couple partners couple cousins, other n*ggas I really can't trust
Weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride
We strapped with four-five n*gga do, or f*ckin die
Block to block coast to coast n*gga from killers to drug DEALERS
Affiliate my name with all the real killers and thug n*ggAZ
T.S. washin on fake n*ggas, a b*tch no f*ckin LOVE
When I grab for snap automatics come off
Like dancers drawers in strip clubs
Ain't no thang, death with no motherf*ckin pain
I lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh*t to the game
But fake n*ggas gonna drop, real n*ggas stay on top
Til my homey, came up dead
He said one of my n*ggas workin with the feds
It's time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials
I plug shots in the motherf*cker, you don't wanna die

Chorus w/ variations

[Master P]
That's how we gonna do it to start off the nineteen ninety-eight
Silkk the Shocker legit, Charge It 2 Da Game in February, hahah
My little brother C-Murder in this b*tch (No Limit)
Master P (Soldiers)
Huh, we gonna feed em weed and Hennesey (I thought I told ya)
And to them motherf*ckin fake n*ggas
We gonna feed em hollow tips

Can't fade us, can't beat us, No Limit
Ain't no motherf*ckin gimmick (think nine-seven was alright)
TRU n*ggas for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the YEAR)
Ha-hah
Nineteen ninety-eight n*gga

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