Crunchy Black

Crunchy Black - 3 Different Kinds Of Weed

rate me

Yeah

Crunchy nigga doin' it now mang

You know I'm sayin?

Puttin' these albums and shit out

Mang, ya know I'm sayin?

Now ya got, 3 different kinds of weeds

Know I'm sayin? Mixed in a bowl

That's like some of that super Bin-Laden type shit (Super!)

Mixin' that shit up, so fuck what'cha bought

Some of this shit mang (Fuck what'cha bought)

Lotta niggas out here be bullshittin'

Talkin' bout they gon' bring you a good bag

To the studio or somethin', by the house

But I don't ever see these niggas

Fuck y'all, fuck what'cha bought man

Wassup man?

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)

Niggaaa

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)

Niggaaa

I'm a motherfuckin' 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 nigga 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 niggas takin' pills, I mean they poppin' 'em mayn

But can y'all niggas 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 nigga, don't make me smoke ya mayn

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)

Niggaaa

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)

Niggaaa

I used to fuck with' this nigga, 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 with' 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 nigga, tryina get high

And I'm a gon' smoke til' the day that I die

So roll up the weed, and ignite the fire

And let's get high, nigga 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!

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)

Niggaaa

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)

Niggaaa

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