Young Buck - Gettin High lyrics

[Young Buck:] What up? Ya'll know who it is G Unit South in this motherf**er And you know I don't really dance much But i'm a sit here and smoke my motherf**in' weed [Chorus: Young Buck] I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin' Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin' I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high The block been good I got a bank roll You want to know if its dro what you think ho? I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high [Verse 1: Young Buck] In my city i'm the f**in' weed man Holla at me I got what you need man These n***as must think i'm a fool 354 oh, I make the rules Hold on let me show you what i'm workin' with The Bubba Kush and that Granddaddy Purple sh** Damn right I got a big old car On that dro thats in a big old jar Break a blunt down i'm a fill it up We 'gon go through the whole pound I don't give a f** We 'gon smoke on that Bobby Brown you know what it is You might got the good but you ain't got this Yeah, put it in the air Lets do it like Bob Marley was up in here I don't share But you can roll up your own And we ain't leavin' this b**h until all the weed gone [Chorus: Young Buck] I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin' Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin' I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high The block been good I got a bank roll You want to know if its dro what you think ho? I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high [Verse 2: Young Buck] We all get high this is how we do it Pull up the lean and DJ Screw it Hot as hell and the hos gettin' sweaty I'm twistin' my blunt even if they don't let me You n***as ain't ready I'm a do what I do I blow Kush in a hater's face f** you too You can't smoke for free This how its supposed to be Shorty say she ain't with it then its more for me Who got a light now? I mean right now I'm about to see if its the sh** that make 'em fight now My clique iced out Hollerin' G Unit South We all got four cars and a weed house Show you what we about I get my grind on I won't leave the block 'till every dime gone And when the police come we gettin' low Middle fingers in the air n***as smokin' that dro [Chorus: Young Buck] I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin' Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin' I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high The block been good I got a bank roll You want to know if its dro what you think ho? I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high [Young Buck:] This is the part when the gangstas walk This is the part when you put your blunt down This is the part when you throw ya hood up This is the part where we all get high