Lirik Lagu Weedman - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
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Chorus: (Bizzy Bone and Bluelight)Keep smokin -I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedmanKeep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;Yeah boi, wear corduroyI've gotta keep on smokin -I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedmanKeep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman;Yeah boi, wear corduroy
(Bizzy Bone)Hey, gimme some herbs, the wordBetter hit it, we know, we know what you heardThai-da-da-da, done hit my burbHere to get it, hit it, and niggas is servedAnd a fifth of burbIt'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervinBurnin in my Benz, and I'm here, niggaDon't you ride with me, you have to learn itClose the curtain, nigga, we searchinSearch for the blunts and stone, I'm certainRunnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobbywhen I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtinReefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ahPast overdose comatose, see asee a bunch of sticky creeper, creeperRoll it up, sellin my kin folkand the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indoAnd you can hook it up, need no friends thoughSee, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends lowWe can get smoked
Chorus
(Bluelight)(Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracksBluelight has got the scoop on where the party's atSomebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?"It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sinkWe got Alize, and Isle iced teaA little Bambazini and some HennesseyThe stuff that keeps you toe-upNow tell me are you high enough?
Chorus
(Bizzy Bone)Remember forever addicted, get it twistedIt's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit itSingin my business, lately, got me ready to kick itBut dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die."Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dimeWell
(Bizzy Bone)Hey, gimme some herbs, the wordBetter hit it, we know, we know what you heardThai-da-da-da, done hit my burbHere to get it, hit it, and niggas is servedAnd a fifth of burbIt'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervinBurnin in my Benz, and I'm here, niggaDon't you ride with me, you have to learn itClose the curtain, nigga, we searchinSearch for the blunts and stone, I'm certainRunnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobbywhen I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtinReefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ahPast overdose comatose, see asee a bunch of sticky creeper, creeperRoll it up, sellin my kin folkand the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indoAnd you can hook it up, need no friends thoughSee, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends lowWe can get smoked
Chorus
(Bluelight)(Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracksBluelight has got the scoop on where the party's atSomebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?"It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sinkWe got Alize, and Isle iced teaA little Bambazini and some HennesseyThe stuff that keeps you toe-upNow tell me are you high enough?
Chorus
(Bizzy Bone)Remember forever addicted, get it twistedIt's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit itSingin my business, lately, got me ready to kick itBut dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die."Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dimeWell
