Bone Thugs-N-Harmony & Bizzy Bone Fried Day Lyrics

(*Lighter clicking in the background*)
Now this is what I'm talking about baby. (*Inhaling*)
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[repeat 2X]
And this is for the weed heads and this is for the weedheads. Get a bag of dope in a quarter o.
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[Chorus: repeat 4X] (2nd and 4th time at end in background "Wanna get high, get high?")
So who want a bag, who want a bag?
You want a bag, you want a bag, you got a bag.
So send 'em out the door to the liquor store.
Get a bag of dope in a quarter o.
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[Bizzy Bone]
Alright homies legalize reefer leaves and nines,
some of them say we evil, a little sumthin' sumthin' for my people. And though I know that weed will even out your debt, love everything green roll blunts from boxes of cigars said. Gonna get ya f___ed up, wanna get ya f___ed up, when you take one hit then I make you hush up, n____ shut the f___ up. No stems no, indo and chronic, hydro and skunk and I can think of some more ohh yeah. Time to smoke said so, I know high day come around on friday, toke the bowl breath deep boy yes then we pray, as the reefer help me see more everyday, woulda me coulda me be heaven sent,
one hell of a superstar bowl every first friday of the month and you're humbily invited we're truly, humbly united, enemies and all of ya'll hate on when I get my fade on.
I'm so high!
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[Chorus: repeat 4X] (2nd and 4th time at end in background "Wanna get high, get high?")
So who want a bag, who want a bag?
You want a bag, you want a bag, you got a bag.
So send 'em out the door to the liquor store.
Get a bag of dope in a quarter o.
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[Bizzy Bone]
On new year smokin' the potent buddha, (buddha.)
There ain't nuthin' like that buddha lovin' bomb s___.
Fat enough that it will make me move ya, sooth ya,
reefer creeper seepin' in my sneakers seepin' in my shiva, heave her, (n____) you better believe us even when we lonely weed won't leave us, not like these fake n____s that decieve us. All day the weed man dizzy, we be better make it seedless, life ain't easy put it on eazy but we still breathin', takin' a hit of the reefer sendin' me straight to heaven chokin' with my breezy, that herbal healin'! And don't ya wanna feel that feelin', and don't you wanna spend your scrilla, and givin' the weed to the killas n____s forget why they killin' (hell ya.)
I heard they heard they heard they out here f___in' wit pills, n____ those chemicals will make you ill so get off the ecstasy, so to the realers mysterious and pass the rush, off a box (a box) sellin' me skunk (skunk) out of me trunk (trunk), show nuff show nuff show nuff show nuff.
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[Chorus: repeat 4X] (2nd and 4th time at end in background "Wanna get high, get high?")
So who want a bag, who want a bag?
You want a bag, you want a bag, you got a bag.
So send 'em out the door to the liquor store.
Get a bag of dope in a quarter o.
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[Bizzy Bone]
Thug that talkin' till we love that love that, they
don't legalize cuz they know we can grow, gettin' high just to get by, through all the suicides and homicides
and genocides, drivebys, walkbys gonna multiply
and chalk lines in the towns in the h-double-o-d hood, and it would rain and it ain't all were it ain't all and it ain't all and it ain't all good. I started at eleven stealin' weed from coppers, and even though you beat us I gotta thank you for the reefer. Neva mess with white girls, but I roll those white boys, n____s come out the penn and they roll some tight joints tight joints.
My s___ is swollen you shouldn't be rollin'
livin' on green leaves that will make your heart bleed.
Just go and let me split up the weed and be silent and sober, no jokin' when the neighbor's door is open you want to come over, we smokin' tokin' and now we chokin' tokin' and then we chokin' chokin' chokin'
chokin' chokin' chokin' chokin' chokin'.
I'm so high!
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[Chorus: Repeat until end.] (2nd and 4th time at end in background "Wanna get high, get high?")
So who want a bag, who want a bag?
You want a bag, you want a bag, you got a bag.
So send 'em out the door to the liquor store.
Get a bag of dope in a quarter o.