Bin Laden lyrics

Artist  : Three 6 Mafia 
Song : Bin Laden
 


[Juicy J talking]
Mane check this shit out we
was up in Chicago right
With my nigga big hamp
the nigga pass me a blunt
Like smoke this shit
nigga this some bin laden weed
Y'all don't
know nothing bout this down south
What the
fuck is bin laden weed its three
different
Kinds of weed all grown together
that shit some straight killer
Them Chicago
niggaz call it 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 niggaz I know
I sped
it up on weed I slowed it down on snow
Cause I
seen somany niggaz fall off that blow
One day
they got it all and aint got shit 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 niggaz is acting like they don't
know what the fuck just happened
My vision
getting blurry I'm about to fall asleep
Or am
I dying I need to eat cause this some poutin
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 niggaz I shouldn't hung
with
The picture starting to fade its getting
hard to breath
I'm blacking out with no post
up under my shirt and sleeve

[Chorus
4x's]

[Juicy J]
Well since I'm on bin
laden let me tell you a story
Bout these three
pussy rappers who couldn't do nothing for
me
Gave a whole lot of cheese said I fucked
him his shit
Smoked a whole lot of weed so he
seem to forget
Who bought trunks and you cars
gave you bitches and hoes
Who told you ass to
take a bath when you thought you was raw
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
fucking bin laden
All my niggaz 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
damn 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 reefer just escape
from my a conscious
Cause its the substance
I'm loving I'm buzzing
Smoking like a narven
huffing and puffing
Came from the Indonesia,
Colombian or kaliman
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 indo
need
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 strip 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]