Laced With Hash - Mac Dre, Smoov-E

Understand me

Smoov muthafuckin e

And me MD

From the V

I come from a place where the dope fiends base

And it’s hard to keep the rollers out your face

Keep a strap on your lap in the back in the sack

And a fat sap cold for the base (for the base)

X, sex, latex

Love the cose by avorex

Hyphy fools in nike shoes

We pay to win and don’t like to lose

A lot of bear caps and cal bear hats

Lookin for some chasy on the loose (chasy on the loose)

Golddiggin bitches try to get through to your riches

Now tell me ain’t that the truth

Is you pimpin ain’t no second nigga try to get it hella quick

We rhyme, grind all the time sometimes might pull a lip

It’s hella hoggish slightly doggish

September till the end of august

It’s MD in the place to be

Back with my cutthoat Smoov-E

When I’m weedless

I’m a fiend

And I need this

We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)

And sometimes it’s laced with hash (not laced with hash)

They shakes (they shakes) they ask (they ask)

And sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)

My girlfriend caroline just a little bit of this

Not only is gon let me have on mine

And nobody but two of her girlfriends

Snow white (who?)

This is 65 african ganji

I want you to take me to… yo house (yo house)

Put some icy tonas on… my feet (my feet)

Pay for the wheels on… my wagon (my wagon)

You know

Pick up the tab on the place that I’m saggin (I'm saggin)

Cause that’s what you need to do (that's what you need to do)

Like that girl (like that girl)

That’s what you need to do

You brought yourself didn’t bring sex

Can’t hang with eating all the mex

With no head n shoulder

You think your getting cold but boy it gets colder

Boulder bash your expectations

Hot with heat with a kind of relations

You live a dream but you ain’t got heem

Tell me you a balla but you ain’t got a team

Can’t break a bitch and go skeel

Hoe betta bring me my pills

You can’t play me with ya old mercedez

Gotta give some for the grown man gravy

Hazey baby come with cabbage

Three new bras is a weekly avarege

A young mac know the dick to the purse

Hit it from the back

Climbing in reverse

She had high socks and skirt like a nurse

She wasn’t that fine but it sure gets worse

Might start slow with a quick finish

Hands to the head

Wouldn’t hold in it

Wiggle what ya momma gave ya

Don’t my my behavior

Wiggle what ya poppa gave ya

Don’t mind my missbehavior

We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)

And sometimes it’s laced with hash (not laced with hash)

They shakes (they shakes) they ask (they ask)

And sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)

Her name was Ronnda

She liked Marijuana

And let me hit it in the back of her honda

That afgani hash come in handy

With a hat to the side big d in the ride take you out your panties

Her name was Ronnda

She liked Ganja

And let me hit it in the back of her honda

That afgani hash come in handy

With a hat to the side big d in the ride take you out your panties