Master P - Weed & Hennesey lyrics
Yeah n***a We gonna feed em weed and hennesey, get em high together motherf**ker Silkk the shocker (get em high n***a, get em high n***a) Shorties with game (no limit n***az) Come out and feel the world, this time n***a (gon' ride n***a, get em high) Chorus: master p Give em weed, and hennesey, and let's ride n***a Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a Weed, and hennesey, and let's ride n***a Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a [master p] Holla p! that mean fortune and fame Scream, no limit still tru 2 da game A buncha, young n***az gettin rich with plats How many, thug n***az still bustin the shot How many k**ers comin up makin scrilla with change How many, young n***az 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***a wantin to ball I said, mama pray when I walk the halls I got 3rd ward n***az 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**, uh-huh (get em high n***a, let's ride n***a) I smoke weed, and hennesey Just to make it through the days man All this bullsh** I'm goin through [c-murder] I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of d** 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** wide open, no limit n***az gon' test ya We ride deep but tru dat, hitin hard like bricks Ain't no punks in my click, b**h a** n***az be sick My tru g's gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit And healthy n***az shout for God hearin A coward dies a thousand d**hs a soldier die once So n***a 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***az down to ride and still don't break the rules I'm always on like f**kin lights respect might check you like some nights Always precise, silkk the shocker, get my motherf**kin name, right! n***a 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***az follow me, like I was a f**kin idol They're like vital signs of a line of n***az 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***az I really can't trust Weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride We strapped with four-five n***a do, or f**kin die Block to block coast to coast n***a from k**ers to drug dealers Affiliate my name with all the real k**ers and thug n***az T.s. washin on fake n***az, a b**h no f**kin love When I grab for snap automatics come off Like dancers drawers in strip clubs Ain't no thang, d**h with no motherf**kin pain I lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh** to the game But fake n***az gonna drop, real n***az stay on top Til my homey, came up dead He said one of my n***az workin with the feds It's time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials I plug shots in the motherf**ker, 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**h (no limit) Master p (soldiers) Huh, we gonna feed em weed and hennesey (I thought I told ya) And to them motherf**kin fake n***az We gonna feed em hollow tips Can't fade us, can't beat us, no limit Ain't no motherf**kin gimmick (think nine-seven was alright) Tru n***az for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the year) Ha-hah Nineteen ninety-eight n***a