Crunchy Black - 3 Different Kinds of Weed lyrics

(DJ Paul, talking) Yeah Crunchy n***a doin' it now mang You know I'm sayin? Puttin' these albums and sh** out Mang, ya know I'm sayin? Now ya got, 3 different kinds of weeds Know I'm sayin? Mixed in a bowl Thats like some of that super Bin-Laden type sh** (Super!) Mixin' that sh** up, so f** what'cha bought Some of this sh** mang (f** what'cha bought) Lotta n***as out here be bullsh**tin' Talkin' bout they gon' bring you a good bag To the studio or somethin', by the house But I don't ever see these n***as f** y'all, f** what'cha bought man Wa**up man? (Hook, singing) Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa (Verse 1, Crunchy Black) I'm a motherf**in' fiend for that Mary Jane And if ya got that, then ya got me mayn I promise my smokin' is outta the frame And I ain't gon' even try to play ya mayn Can ya let me get some weed, see my check ain't came And a n***a like me, I ain't playin' games I need that Mary Jane, I need that Mary Jane Like a junkie need crack runnin' through his veins See n***as takin' pills, I mean they poppin' 'em mayn But can y'all n***as cold, name some names We holler'd Perkaset, we hollar'd X mayn I popped a full bar, now I'm outta the frame See if you got sess, then you got game Now all you need now, is a freaky lil' dame To get on her knees, and bless ya thang It's hard here n***a, don't make me smoke ya mayn (Hook, singing) I got three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa (Verse 2, Crunchy Black) I used to f** wit' this n***a, I ain't hatin' A cool white-boy, he did the best that he can He sold x-pills, bout a hundred man And played around wit' bout a hundred-grand He bought me a Q-P of 'Dro, understand? And I smoked, smoked, smoked like a smoke and a bandit Y'all don't know how much god damn it I smoked so much, that the smoke couldn't stand me I'm just a young n***a, tryina get high And I'ma gon' smoke til' the day that I die So roll up the weed, and ignite the fire And let's get high, n***a let's get high! I know y'all know we Hypnotize We have y'all hollerin' out "I-Yi-Yi" Like the Ying Yang Twin's "Me, Myself, and I" If ya got three different kind of weed, give it a try! (Hook, singing) I got three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa Three different kind of weeds Mixed in a bowl (Mixed in a bowl) And when I roll one up I go outta control (I go outta control) n***aaa