C-murder - Weed and Hennesey lyrics

Yeah n***a We gonna feed em weed and Hennesey, get em high together motherf**er Silkk the Shocker (get em high n***a, get em high n***a) Shorties with game (No Limit n***as) Come out and feel the world, this time n***a (gon' ride n***a, get em high) Chorus: Master P Give em weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n***a Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a Weed, and Hennesey, and let's ride n***a Let's ride n***a, let's ride n***a [Master P] Holla P! That mean fortune and fame Scream, No Limit still TRU 2 Da Game A buncha, young n***as gettin rich with plats How many, thug n***as still bustin the shot How many k**ers comin up makin scrilla with change How many, young n***as still down in the game I couldn't, lose my soul tryin to make these ends I couldn't, watch my enemies and watch my friends I live the life of a young n***a wantin to ball I said, mama pray when I walk the halls I got 3rd Ward n***as throwin up the sign My little cousin Jimmy home on, eighteen to die I live the life of a ranger, rowdy rowdy I live the life of a rapper that's Bout It Bout It I got the feds tryin to chase me, wantin the plat I got my own homies sendin, my name to the coppers I smoke weed, and Hennesey, uh-huh To forget about all that sh**, uh-huh (get em high n***a, let's ride n***a) I smoke weed, and Hennesey Just to make it through the days man All this bullsh** I'm goin through [C-Murder] I got a hand full of money, a pocket full of d** Leave em standin in they shoes and makin moves with thugs I'm homegrown in the ghetto, result my mind's under pressure You leave your sh** wide open, No Limit n***as gon' test ya We ride deep but TRU dat, hitin hard like bricks Ain't no punks in my click, b**h a** n***as be sick My TRU G's gettin high off my lyrics, my present spirit And healthy n***as shout for God hearin A coward dies a thousand d**hs a soldier die once So n***a let's get high, off these Hennesey and blunts Chorus [Silkk the Shocker] It get hard tryin to shake these bustas tryin to shake these fools I know a million n***as down to ride and still don't break the rules I'm always on like f**in lights respect might check you like some nights Always precise, Silkk the Shocker, get my motherf**in name, RIGHT! n***a game sewed like a spider, til ends fall like a Nike Disrespect I hits you with a tec and watch I shake you up like DICE Now watch a million n***as follow me, like I was a f**in idol They're like vital signs of a line of n***as deep in their thoughts Cause there isn't no sunshine Get away from the one-time got caught sometimes But other times, I got away If you a busta, you can't cop none if you a real, you can relate See we No Limit, we dirty like dozen, wild with my two brothers Couple partners couple cousins, other n***as I really can't trust Weed it helps me get high, times for that, vibe and we ride We strapped with four-five n***a do, or f**in die Block to block coast to coast n***a from k**ers to drug DEALERS Affiliate my name with all the real k**ers and thug ni**aZ T.S. washin on fake n***as, a b**h no f**in LOVE When I grab for snap automatics come off Like dancers drawers in strip clubs Ain't no thang, d**h with no motherf**in pain I lost some in the past, had to charge a lot of sh** to the game But fake n***as gonna drop, real n***as stay on top Til my homey, came up dead He said one of my n***as workin with the feds It's time to side up, we some bunch of riders showin trials I plug shots in the motherf**er, you don't wanna die Chorus w/ variations [Master P] That's how we gonna do it to start off the nineteen ninety-eight Silkk the Shocker legit, Charge It 2 Da Game in February, hahah My little brother C-Murder in this b**h (No Limit) Master P (Soldiers) Huh, we gonna feed em weed and Hennesey (I thought I told ya) And to them motherf**in fake n***as We gonna feed em hollow tips Can't fade us, can't beat us, No Limit Ain't no motherf**in gimmick (think nine-seven was alright) TRU n***as for life ya heard me? (but nine-eight gonna be the YEAR) Ha-hah Nineteen ninety-eight n***a