[Kangol Slim]
I'm up Early N Tha Mornin' on a mission straight for cheese, {cheese}
Before I get my day started got to smoke me some weed, {weed}
I holl'ed at Lil' Dave, but Dave was all out
So we headed on a mission straight to the White House
White House was out to
We hit the High Coat
You know the place where them Hounds like to hang out on the porch
I holl'ed at my n*gga, hit me three times on the faddier
Weed man yelled out "Come back a lil' later"
Ahh sh*t, the f*ckin' weed man is out
I don't want to go to no n*gga, that don't have no clout
But I know this n*gga told me he had some weed
So n*gga give me what I want
Give me what I need, and
It's like that y'all, this n*gga handed me a itty bitty sac y'all
I said what the f*ck? You know I gave it back y'all
Let me get straight to the point
Look like I could have rolled two joints
Ain't that cold
[Kangol Slim-Chorus]
If a n*gga sellin' nickel bags
And they to small
Look like ya can't roll a gar
Ask that n*gga,Why Do-U- Do Me Like Dat?
Why Do-U- Treat Me Like Dat?
Why Do-U- Do Me, Why U- Treat ,Why Do-U- Me Like Dat?
And If a n*gga sellin' dimes bags
And they lookin' sick
Look like ya can't roll a nick
Ask that n*gga,Why Do-U- Do Me Like Dat?
Why Do-U- Treat Me Like Dat?
Why Do-U- Do Me, Why U- Treat ,Why Do-U- Me Like Dat?
[Mista Menor]
Now if I can't smoke fiyah, I don't smoke at all, and
I ain't f*ckin' with you, because yo bags to small
You that skimp n*gga, that brown grass with the sticks n*gga
Three dollar bags for five, try'na be a big n*gga
What'cha try'na make a mil of a pound?
You need to shut it down, find a new town
Yo name, people just done ran it in the ground
Cause they found you got the bumpest around
But you still try'na slang that sh*t
Serve that sh*t
You need to take all that sh*t, and
Burn that sh*t
Cause I ain't scorin' nothin' from you, and
I heard from word of mouth, you ain't gettin'no play in the drought
You a sad ass case for a weed man, and
You claimin' you scorin' from them Jamaicans
Why you handin' me this bag full of seeds man?
I ain't try'na grow no f*ckin' weed man
[Chorus]
[Kangol Slim]
It goes out to yo clown n*gga's
Try'na buy a manchant and car off a pound n*gga's
Get some weed, and don't how to break it down n*gga's
Runnin' through vines, sayin' it's off the ground n*gga's
You f*ckin' clown n*gga's
[Mista Menor]
I made this for them skimp n*gga's
You know, who smoke before try'na make a nick n*gga's
Them pound stretchers, try'na make a Hound fecther, and
I bet ya, you f*ckin' with that dirt to
The type of kat, that make a n*gga wanna hurt you
[Kangol Slim]
Grab that chopper, run in yo house, and
Do yo whole crew
Sellin' n*gga's ounces and pounds of that Boo-Koo
Make a n*gga wanna knock holes through yo Fubu
Now what would you do?
[Chorus]