Drug Deals (Intro)

We had two bags of grass Seventy-five pellets of mescaline Five sheets of high powered blotter acid A salt shaker half full of cocaine A whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers Also a quart of tequila A quart of rum A case of beer A pint of raw ether And two dozen amyls Not that we needed all that for the trip But once you get locked into a serious drug collection The tendency is to push it as far as you can Powder cocaine nigga and codeine Stay in the suburbs but know fiends Smoking the gas I get nosebleeds They think that they gees but they don't know me Hit up Shallah to get the new Prada Give him an eighth that nigga owe a lotta He try to escape that nigga done dada Hit him in the head, shoulders, and both collars Got to get the bread you dig no problem Wait (Now Listen) I don't trust many men (Carefully) The fiend got mad he ain't got a 10 (He don't) Told that nigga kick rocks don't come back again (Fuck outta here) If you ain't got it nigga you shouldn't smoke it And if you do got it nigga you know we know it (Know it) Your bitch is my side bitch you know she told us And if you're going to beat her for that you know it's over (Damn) Yea Yea Yea Many men I wish death upon I got Nikes and Jordan's I put checks up on (Cash) I got bitches Galore, check my phone I got hoes in New Orleans and both poles And they ain't even stripping but they both cold And they moving my shit in they assholes And they wanted to do it I ain't ask for it And if they do a good job I pay them cash for it And if I'm doing your job I need bag for it And if you got a problem that means you asking for it Many men I wish death upon (A lot of niggas) Making these moves like a checkerboard Making these plays like it's connect four Making these swerves like I'm Yungin8 (We out here) Your youngin's ain't ate Nigga I got cake The bitch leave she sees the mils on my plate (Swervin)