Three 6 Mafia Bin Laden Weed Lyrics

[Juicy J talking]
Mane check this s___ out we was up in Chicago right
With my n____ big hamp, you know what I' saying?
The n____ pass me a blunt
Like smoke this s___ n____ this some bin laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing bout this s___ down south
What the f___ is bin laden weed its three different
Kinds of weed all grown together that s___ some straight killer
Them Chicago n____z named that s___ bin laden mane some straight fie

[chorus 4x's]
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby brown
Who got that laden weed

[DJ Paul]
I swear sometimes I got to get high to hang around my hoe
Sometimes I feel like I got to get high to hang round n____z I know
I sped it up on weed I slowed it down on snow
Cause I seen so many n____z fall off that blow
One day they got it all and next aint got s___ to show
So I came to my natures I had to cut that hoe
So know I'm feeling happy I'm on that binny bin laden
And n____z is acting like they don't know what the f___ just happened
My vision getting blurry I'm about to fall asleep
Or am I dying I need to eat cause this some potent weed
My life start flashing like holograms like right in front
Of my own face I never felt this way on one blunt
I see my son gaining life and my dad losing his
And old girlfriends and n____z I shouldn't hung with
The picture starting to fade its getting hard to breath
I'm blacking out with no pulse up under my shirt sleeve

[Chorus 4x's]

[Juicy J]
Well since I'm on bin laden let me tell you a story
Bout these three p____ rappers who couldn't do nothing for me
Gave a whole lot of cheese said I f___ed him and s___
Smoked a whole lot of weed so he seem to forget
Who bought them trucks and you cars gave you b____es a home
Who told you a__ to take a bath when you thought you was grown
Mane I tell you he a killer when we talk on the phone
When you see him face to face he'll leave you alone
That's why I'm smoking on this f___ing bin laden
All my n____z in the hood they got it
Take one little puff you a addict
Take a gun to the head means tragic
Boy I tell you like this we can smoke it anywhere
In front of police station with a six pack of beer
Seven a.m. in the morning just watching people stare
Let 'em point them d___ fingers say they wild over there

[Chorus 4x's]

[Lord Infamous]
Ey ey its glowing like its indigo I smell it through the bag
I'm floating like a magic carpet straight from bagdad
From my brains from my blood from my lungs from the dutches
Cant just let this pure just simply escape from my clutches
Cause its the substance I'm loving I'm buzzing
Smoking like a narven huffing and puffing
Came from the Indonesia, Colombian or Cali man
Or its by the welfare straight from the taliban

[Crunchy black]
Do you remember me from smoking good weed
Break it down roll it up give it the indoney
Do you remember me from no sticks no seeds
Or you remember me from putting you on this laden weed
Get yo funds together and come go and see
I'm gone take you on the street where bin laden be
This one blunt action you'll have to smoke and see
Have you choking, falling out with your family

[Chorus 4x's]