Hyyerr Lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper

A nigga like me be so gone 

Eyes so low that a nigga gotta throw his locs on 

Wonder what them folks on? That's what they be asking 

Dumb kush we smokes on, smell it when a nigga pass 

And we getting to the cash and you can see a nigga shining 

Just a little gold, a couple hoes couple two-three diamonds 

Up in the hood where you find them unless he out on the road 

Every show gotta bag for the blow and Patron 

All my niggas getting throw'd like they 'posed to 

'Cause life is short and filled with lots of grief and doubt 

So I just pull that bag of colorful frosty leaves on out 

And free my scalp 

I mean I free my mind a puff at a time 

I'm up all the time, I'm up on the grind 

So a red bull and a blunt would be fine 

Just wanna feel fine, just wanna kill time 

Just wanna relax and think of a rhyme 

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Don't really like sippin' cause I get to trippin' 

My nigga, just roll up a heap of that pine 

And only bring a little bit for the trip 

Just in case we get blurped by 5-0 

"Sir, you look high", I know but I prefer my eyes low 

We get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

And we get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

You know we get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

You know we get hyyerr, so hyyerr 

They say easy friend, there you go talking 'bout weed again 

Prolly 'cause of the weed in him 

Yes and no, 'cause and effect is what most don't know 

Doing bad or like Mike say, "I could be doing wrong" 

Forgot about the obvious context of song but your brain where it belong 

Can't we just all get a bong and tag along? 

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And we float, we kids with hope, better to cope when you smoke 

Dog, please don't miss what a nigga tryna get you thinking 'bout 

We outside because my momma in the house 

Puff, puff pass with your bitch ass 

Back in high school smoke weed when I cut class 

And now I'm an addict, tragic, stay rolling up while reclining 

Happy looking down see my Jesus piece shining 

Good look yeezy now I stay blinded by that light 

Somebody pass me that shell to the right 

Yes, I'm going, I'll be outtie and you can find me 

I'll be chilling back, I'll be chilling jack, baby let's go 

And we get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

And we get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

You know we get hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr and hyyerr 

You know we get hyyerr, so hyyerr