Mo' Thugs Family E Mortal Thugs featuring Layzie Bone & Scant Bone
-Chorus-Layzie-
Lay off the job, relax on the steady, smoke some weed cause that's what my doctor told me/ Lay off the job, relax on the steady, smoke some weed cause that's what my doctor told me (Chop it up, roll it up, smoke it with your partner/ Inhale, exhale, you got me tweekin' off your product/ Chop it up, roll it up, smoke it with your partner/ Inhale, exhale, you got me tweekin' off your product)
PD of E M T
Pass the Bacardi nigga, roll up and light up a blunt at the party nigga/ We got the blunts, the weed, everything we need besides them 4o's niggas/ Fuck them Corpy niggas cause they talk shit and drink up all the liquor, got sticky fingers with the blunts and I hate them types of niggas/ Pass that, grab that, get the fuck up outta here/ With your hands all in my cooler drinkin' all my damn beer/ I know you heard me/ Niggas tryin' to ride just like a Derby/ Fools get greedy and want to smoke up all my herb see
Studeez of E M T
A nigga is smokin' (?) gettin' stunk/ Sippin' a fufth of Henn, dog, gettin' drunk/ Nigga, in the back of the Cadi, I'm twistin' a fatty so all of my niggas can smoke up the blunt/ My vision is blurry and fucked up from all of the hydro weed I sucked up/ Roll up another one, I wanna hit that/ T-H-U-G's the realist niggas, don't forget that/ Ya'll niggas sit back cause the thugs in the house with the bomb ass shit/ Hit after hit of the cannibis, spit/ Gettin' lifted, got a grip it like "Shit..." Roll up the good shit/ All smog in the Benz dog, now to beat a dog down in the streets raw/ Let's slide (?) with the Tech nine, gettin' high with no flaws
Layzie Bone
Soon as I step up out of the hizzy, light up a big fat sticky, get bizzy/ I done stuffed this here with a fifty sack, better remember this is my philly, silly/ Niggas is thinkin' they smokin' with me, no not today/ Today Lil' Lay is 'bout to parlay by his damny damnit/ This' what it be stressin' me, pressin' me, makin' me think about catchin' a felony/ (?) jealous and hatin' me/ I better be what I'm cracked up to be/ Ya'll sip and I smoke these trees, keep my third eye open for my enemies/ Seein' the cheddar cheese make a nigga believe, that's what my doctor told me
Lil' D of E M T
It's about 9:45 now I want to get high but I said I would wait till Ten cause some of my friends is comin' with Gin/ So I chill just to keep shit real/ Puff on up till my niggas get here/ Already got them blunts rolled away/ And ten minutes later who stroll through the door/ They famous/ It's Lil' D and Layzie blazin' keepin' me drunk is really what I want/ My niggas is up and keepin' the party crunk/ Everybody up in our party drunk, from the smoke, what else could a nigga want? Nine niggas chillin' and we smokin' on bud (?) with Mo! Thugs (?) straight out of drugs cause I got my weed from my doctor
-Chorus-Layzie-
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Now let me take a toke of that bomb ass indo or that sweet choppin' tai stick/ I need to get my mind bent/ All ya'll smoke stress, well let us smoke the rest cause me and my partners love to smoke that bomb bud/ Stuffin' the phillies actin' silly while we mash through the city (Get the hell out mine goddamn uh) Eastside niggas feel me/ Bang One, Krazy Walt and Dre Ghost with the Mighty Mighty Mo! Believe we gon' smoke so...
Scant Bone
Smokin' the lean and keepin' the green, keepin' the weed just blazin' me and my niggas be cravin'/ People out here sayin' I'm loosin' my mind/ I'm flippin' and trippin' and I can't remember/ (?) disappearin' at me lately/ My friends say she's pretty (?) you did what you did/ With a woman bumpin' her gums givin' you lip and talkin' shit/ So I got some help and I ask the Doc/ He told me to relax and chill at my spot so I...
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They come smoke our bud (?) when it comes to the trees unless somebody try to hand a nigga (?) stems and seeds (?) I'm a bring it back/ I roll two blunts with Lay, Scant Bone and E M T's/ Kick back and smoke some weed like my doctor told me
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You want to smoke, well we'll smoke out (?) I know some good smoke houses and they kick the phat (?) that hundred sac and that pack of wraps (?) high and toke back/ Lil' Lay in here with Scant Bone, E M T (?) smoke smoke and a couple of Mexicalis' (?) I'm crackin' up and I black out is what I'm tellin' you