Lirik Lagu Get High To This - Lil' Wyte (feat. Hypnotize Camp Posse)
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[Intro: DJ Paul]yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsaynOnce again it's on baby, y'all know what time it isI know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn,You gatta actually killa a mothafucka out hereJust ta let a nigga now you ain't playin' with himAnd you ain't bullshittin' - yea that's some knowledge fa y'allNa'...we gon' get y'all inta this new artistHis new ass - Lil' Wyte, this boy raw...
[Chorus 8x - (DJ Paul) plays in the background]Get high to this shit - I'm high as a mothafucka
[DJ Paul]Alotta rappers rap gangsta shit but they ain't did nothingDJ Paul - Lord Inf'...Crunchy Blac fa real bussenWe done rolled down on niggaz, we done let them gats burstWe done seen niggaz blood leak clean through they shirtI ain't lying too ya boys when I said that cha'll get didMan I keep me some hungry niggaz ready ta spit the wigOf a fake solid nigga, hoes lying in they wrapsCuz they never shot guns and they never had ta scrap
[Juicy J]He wore a vest so we shot him in the neckMade his body cold left from red and wetBody curved up like a cornrowPolice on the set, I'm a vet from the North - NorthPack a rusty tec in the Lex' plus a sawed-offHard makin' money when you watching for the ro-bbe-rersNarcotics and these hoodrats - nut go-ba-lersThey'd take a shot at 'cha, put you in tha hospita'Leave you left fa dead, and they tell ya I'ma halla at ya
[Crunchy Blac]Here I go again, try'na keep my mothafuckin' ass thinNiggaz halla friends, but they fake friendsI'ma nigga halla "mothafuck friends"Torn up in my mothafuckin' right handI'ma 'bouta go and fuckin' rob a manJust so I can keep my fuckin' family fedFuck what'cha heard this is what I saidBust out some shots at ya fuckin' head
[LaChat]I'ma meet you pockin' bitches, whoppin' niggaz wit' my pistolIn my yard they discovered, dead I'm out here out makin' misslesThis is war when you fuckin' wit' LaChat - bitch y'aint knowGet 'cho posee out becuz we comin' 20 deep hoeDidn't you need ta know that all that talk can get you fucked upHoe this ain't no game - that you playing you get bucked upI'ont give a fuck who you is, who you in tooYou wont touch a bitch, ha who me bitch - but I'll kill you
[Frayser Boy]A crooked as a barrell of snakesFuck with the real not fakeI represent the Bay - so ain't no need ta hateI'm counting tones and sprayI'll blow your crean awayThis HCP don't play - won't see anotha dayY'kno we Hyp-notize, can see it in your eyesThis Frayser Boy - no lieInhalin' dro - so fineY'kno we toppin' a poun'And still we stompin' your smileNo need ta copy our stylesWhat chain't been popped in a while
[Lil' Wyte]No more fuckin' around by now I'm fed upI see your face has a frown - gatta keep your head upCuz when you fuck wit' this camp - let's say you messed upThey told you in the beginning - don't try ta test usThe day Lil' Wyte hooked up with the 6 - the shit was all she wroteY'kno these lyrics be burnin' - blisters deep in my throatThis shit be hotter than lava laying a hault in yo sagaAdding some Pippen ta bitches get at me weaker than waterThis is the start of a problem thats lackin' a solutionYou graduated with honors - ta sell out institutionAnd this for all the rappers that got kicked up out this campI stole your plate when back fa seconds - +How U Luvin' That?+This is my mothafuckin' posee song - Wheres Jerome?Instead of gettin' up out yo shit - you stayed ya ass at homePotential lurking fa certain - I know you feel it hurtIf they knew bitchin' came wit' ya - you coulda kept ya verseBitch doubt me now
[Chorus 8x - (DJ Paul)]
[Chorus 8x - (DJ Paul) plays in the background]Get high to this shit - I'm high as a mothafucka
[DJ Paul]Alotta rappers rap gangsta shit but they ain't did nothingDJ Paul - Lord Inf'...Crunchy Blac fa real bussenWe done rolled down on niggaz, we done let them gats burstWe done seen niggaz blood leak clean through they shirtI ain't lying too ya boys when I said that cha'll get didMan I keep me some hungry niggaz ready ta spit the wigOf a fake solid nigga, hoes lying in they wrapsCuz they never shot guns and they never had ta scrap
[Juicy J]He wore a vest so we shot him in the neckMade his body cold left from red and wetBody curved up like a cornrowPolice on the set, I'm a vet from the North - NorthPack a rusty tec in the Lex' plus a sawed-offHard makin' money when you watching for the ro-bbe-rersNarcotics and these hoodrats - nut go-ba-lersThey'd take a shot at 'cha, put you in tha hospita'Leave you left fa dead, and they tell ya I'ma halla at ya
[Crunchy Blac]Here I go again, try'na keep my mothafuckin' ass thinNiggaz halla friends, but they fake friendsI'ma nigga halla "mothafuck friends"Torn up in my mothafuckin' right handI'ma 'bouta go and fuckin' rob a manJust so I can keep my fuckin' family fedFuck what'cha heard this is what I saidBust out some shots at ya fuckin' head
[LaChat]I'ma meet you pockin' bitches, whoppin' niggaz wit' my pistolIn my yard they discovered, dead I'm out here out makin' misslesThis is war when you fuckin' wit' LaChat - bitch y'aint knowGet 'cho posee out becuz we comin' 20 deep hoeDidn't you need ta know that all that talk can get you fucked upHoe this ain't no game - that you playing you get bucked upI'ont give a fuck who you is, who you in tooYou wont touch a bitch, ha who me bitch - but I'll kill you
[Frayser Boy]A crooked as a barrell of snakesFuck with the real not fakeI represent the Bay - so ain't no need ta hateI'm counting tones and sprayI'll blow your crean awayThis HCP don't play - won't see anotha dayY'kno we Hyp-notize, can see it in your eyesThis Frayser Boy - no lieInhalin' dro - so fineY'kno we toppin' a poun'And still we stompin' your smileNo need ta copy our stylesWhat chain't been popped in a while
[Lil' Wyte]No more fuckin' around by now I'm fed upI see your face has a frown - gatta keep your head upCuz when you fuck wit' this camp - let's say you messed upThey told you in the beginning - don't try ta test usThe day Lil' Wyte hooked up with the 6 - the shit was all she wroteY'kno these lyrics be burnin' - blisters deep in my throatThis shit be hotter than lava laying a hault in yo sagaAdding some Pippen ta bitches get at me weaker than waterThis is the start of a problem thats lackin' a solutionYou graduated with honors - ta sell out institutionAnd this for all the rappers that got kicked up out this campI stole your plate when back fa seconds - +How U Luvin' That?+This is my mothafuckin' posee song - Wheres Jerome?Instead of gettin' up out yo shit - you stayed ya ass at homePotential lurking fa certain - I know you feel it hurtIf they knew bitchin' came wit' ya - you coulda kept ya verseBitch doubt me now
[Chorus 8x - (DJ Paul)]
