Various Artists - Gettin' High lyrics

(*Master P talking*) What's up y'all, you heard me Master P in this b**h, I'mma introduce y'all To my lil homie, his name Fire He bout to get y'all real f**ed up With this gangsta sh** [Fire] The buddah sack, circulates through the chest Puts the mind to rest, fresh from everyday stress In the West, that's why I pack a tech and strap my vest Flex nothing less, than optimoes or it gots to go Cause y'all hoes, don't know this n***a well I like to get blowed, and rocks what I sell As I dwell through the home, of the Sac, but ain't nobody Pa**ing up the potent, watch a n***a jump up on it If you want it n***a get it, hit it Inhale exhale, then bail through the angel's spell [Hook] I'm getting higher, off that fire We got the blunts and optimoes, we coming shy brah I'm getting blowed we getting blowed, so let's get blowed together Let's put a five up on the dime, and hit it with the fellas [Fire] I got the Regal with the D's and Vogues, for them skeezing hoes Legal when I roll, because I stash a stack in the dough Don't be a ho, because your ho chose me But most be, only they think I'm selling OZ's Cause hoes see the gold teeth, and fresh pair of baggies Got the fade down, and there ain't no got the off it in Cali Up in the alley's where they from, nobody of that n***a who got he jacked Put the bullets in his back, for trying to take my sack No slack is cut, when nuts be tested Ingested with herb smoke, from that West b**h [Hook] I'm getting higher, off that fire We got the blunts and optimoes, we coming shy brah [Fire] The chrome is mine, I holds a nine for those times When n***as commit crimes, like armed robbery I'm Trying to get my mind right, and the rhyme tight tonight So that I might, make it to the lime light On a flight to the top, with endo in the co*kpit f** that rock sh**, let the fiends jock it I got some ends up in my pocket, and I'm bout it bout it If you can stop the Fire cess, n***a I doubt it doubt it Because I'm down with the South click, got clout with Them playas from the Oak Town, so let's smoke now (*inhaling, exhaling, choking*) [Hook - 2x] (*choking*) (*Master P talking*) Damn n***a you choking, hold on hold on Hold on here, smoke this