歌手:Das EFX
专辑:《Hold It Down》

作词 : Harvey, Hines, Weston
Ha ha yeah, huh, uh
Uh yeah, huh, ha ha ha
(Skunk hash in the house) uh uh
(Skunk hash representin) uh
(Cess cess on the sack) uh uh
Well biggity bang boom bamma
Yo I be bustin my grammar like cherries
N1ggas wanna follow but they know my style varies
I smoke like a fire and I drink like a fish
I be the rapper junkie gettin funky, never miss a diss (boy)
Now is it just me or is it you too?
But all I wanna do is spark a blunt
And drink some fxckin brew (Me too N1gga)
The **** smoker, MC provoker
No joker, my style be ****r cos it fat like Oprah
Take a toke and blow the smoke like a dragon
Timberland boots'll keep my fxckin jeans saggin
Pour out my liquor, bust some n1ggas that we missin
It's just a tradition, the 40 keep me drunk and pissin
This ain't the mission, easy rider's got to go (c'mon)
We're only smokin phillies, white owls or optimols
We've got the flows that are better with every letter
I keep it wetter, n1ggas better get they sh1t together
Tougher than leather cos we're never goin out
So if you didn't know a n1gga, this what we about (boy)
We about uh
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
]A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee, you know my steelo)
Ashes to ashes and blunt to blunt
See I fill em with thai or I fill em with skunk (punk)
I keeps it on lock but son I gots to come correct (what?)
The sh1t that I be smokin get'cha open like a Tek
Check the glaze in my eyes, no disguise
And I smoke so much boom that I should win a fxckin Heisman
I wise like the wise men
I buys ten bags for dolo (and yo)
Sick of n1ggas askin "Yo what up with K Solo?"
Well I'ma fxckin bastard when it comes to gettin blasted
If it's the hashish then fxck that ole two-in-passion
Cuz oh my God, I hog the blunt like a boss
Baby sip the 'orty til the 'orty get me source
Get the quart, force it down with no shorts and no laws
When it's down to the spit like T La Rock said, it's yours
Just take a hit everytime a wack rap singer slips
So peep the cracks in my lips to the black fingertips
N1gga cos I crack you up like the Riddler (word up)
Plus I come to get higher than ******
Lay sessions with the skunk, keep my tape stretchin
From every section to n1ggas on lock in State Correction
So when I'm in your town at a club near you (aiyo)
If you got the bomb. motherfxckers bring it thru
How we do
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)