Half On A Sack - Screwed and Chopped

Hey nigga, get yo weed, yo blow

Get yo drank together 'cause we 'bout to get high

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat

Nose all runny, fine snow bunny

Take her to the crib, make her drink cummy

I'm from the hood,

I ain't never did this

But now I can say

I done done it

Cocaine Blain, that's my dog

Called him up to house this slut

We gon' fuck her in the back of the bus

And fill her nose up full of that dust

Three 6 Mafia, wild on tour

Whooping these niggaz and fucking these hoes

In the bathroom, 'bout two whole hours

Gettin' real high, passed out on the floor

Fuck that shit, niggaz out of the frame

Take 'em one and one, back in the game

Back on the street, back on the strip

Looking for a freak to run a train

What you boys doing with that weed?

Where you boys going with that shit?

Begging like a little kid

Give the homie a little bit

I ain't smoke, yeah

I smokeCheefin' on that endo dope

Hypnotize better, we make cheddar

All the haters hit the road, kill yo' self

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat

My nostrils so stopped up

I can't even smell the weed smoke

The green man, it got locked up

So I better make the best out this dro

I sniff, I choke,

I really enjoy myself

It might seem like

I'm sickBut that [unverified] done got me there

I got a couple of chocolate thangs

I got me a couple of white thangs

I got me a couple of

Chinese bitches

That pussies really sideways

I got a bag, zip lock

Filled to the brim with a pound in it

Me and scarecrow gon' fuck these hoes

And make sure the click hit it

DJ Paul, that's my dog

We break down walls like

King KongAny nigga by my pad later on

We smoke so much call us

Cheech and

ChongHigh as a bird, no like a plane

Got me high,

I'm feeling it man

Ain't no shame in my game

Give yo boy the co-cocaine

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat

Half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow

Half on a, half-half on a sack or some

Bring that dro and play the beat