[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 nigga, hit me three times on the faddier,
Weed man yelled out Come back a lil` later
Ahh shit, the fuckin` weed man is out,
I don`t want to go to no nigga, that don`t have no clout,
But I know this nigga told me he had some weed,
So nigga give me what I want,
Give me what I need, and
It`s like that y`all, this nigga handed me a itty bitty sac y`all,
I said what the fuck? 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 nigga sellin` nickel bags,
And they to small,
Look like ya can`t roll a gar,
Ask that nigga,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 nigga sellin` dimes bags,
And they lookin` sick,
Look like ya can`t roll a nick,
Ask that nigga,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 fuckin` with you, because yo bags to small,
You that skimp nigga, that brown grass with the sticks nigga,
Three dollar bags for five, try`na be a big nigga,
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 shit,
Serve that shit,
You need to take all that shit, and
Burn that shit,
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 fuckin` weed man
[Chorus]
[Kangol Slim]
It goes out to yo clown nigga`s,
Try`na buy a manchant and car off a pound nigga`s,
Get some weed, and don`t how to break it down nigga`s,
Runnin` through vines, sayin` it`s off the ground nigga`s,
You fuckin` clown nigga`s,
[Mista Menor]
I made this for them skimp nigga`s,
You know, who smoke before try`na make a nick nigga`s,
Them pound stretchers, try`na make a Hound fecther, and
I bet ya, you fuckin` with that dirt to,
The type of kat, that make a nigga wanna hurt you,
[Kangol Slim]
Grab that chopper, run in yo house, and
Do yo whole crew,
Sellin` nigga`s ounces and pounds of that Boo-Koo,
Make a nigga wanna knock holes through yo Fubu,
Now what would you do?
[Chorus]
