Lyrics to Yeanheard
[Chorus]It's that weed, reefa, marijuana, herb down here we call it that wood off in tha south YEANHEARD (repeat yeanheard 9 times)[Big Pimp]Now it's that weed, reefa, marijuana that got me twistedHell we runnin' that wood awfuly somethin' good so we stay blistered Off that thunder birdy yacDirty rolled dem auctimo's by the pack cuz' they bust so slowlyAnd credited a sack from Pimpy Small cuz' you know he know meHold on now that blunt comin' my way so high you hit it for mePlus you baby sittin', shit you tryin' to hog all the dopeNigga stop runnin' off at cho mouth for you run out all this smokeBut yet you wonder why you don't get high yo eyes aint redYou off up in hea hittin' that wood like yo bitch ass scaredYou aint no chiefa foreal I peeped yo ass through the rear view mirrorYou in the back hittin' that dope like you smokin' a blackAnd if it aint none of that killa cream then that dope aint no fiahWe roll em' fat like snicker bars and blow that smoke in the skyAnd that aint no lie cuz' we some Dirty niggas born to dieHell I can't tell, it seem to me like we was born to get highAnd raise hell off that[Chorus x 2][Mr. G]I don't know that yall bitches smokin' on in the east and the westBut I know down south shit my niggas smoke the bestWe chief that wood wood bitch you know that good goodThat greenchy green get cha high off in my hood hoodMy eyes be low, my throat be warm, and plus it's half way numbAnd if I hit that thing too hard that smoke calapse my lungsYall don't feel me, that's that shit my niggas blaze in the GumpAnd if you aint hittin' no wood like that you must been smokin' bunkNow what cha rollin' wit' shit we roll them dudge mastasWe used to smoke them Swisher Sweets, but them bitches run fasterDon't be jealous jockin' me because my wood some skankSomeone puff action smoke one blunt and have the whole house stankAnd all that shit they talkin' bout' brah it aint all that it seemHell I don't even know why they smokin' that wood it aint all the way greenKnow what I mean? Off in the village is where we kept them blunts buntedUp under the stairs lookin' out to see if security comin'Cuz' we stay gone off that[Chours x 2][Big Pimp]It's that green wood that I inhale that got me lostMovin' slowly nigga hold me before I fall[Mr. G]It's that green wood that I inhale that got me lostMovin' slowly nigga hold me before I fall[Big Pimp]It's that green wood that I inhale that got me lostMovin' slowly nigga hold me before I fall[Mr. G]It's that green wood that I inhale that got me lostMovin' slowly nigga hold me before I fall[Big Pimp]It's that green wood that I inhale that got me lost Movin' slowly nigga hold me before I fall[Chorus]
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