Hellucination Lyrics - Singles - Smif-n-wessun

(Tek) (Steele) 

Sittin on the toilet, shittin, puffin the dough 

Strobe light affect, everything's movin slow 

Slip into a deep zone, the sound let the phone bring me home 

Stagger to my feet, emotion toward the walk talk 

(Aiyo Ripper what up nigga, check out this proposition 

There's money to bait and I'm in the mood to go fishing) 

Whatever nigga, give me time to wash my ass 

My habit at your norm' day, fiendin for the cash 

(Do what you gotta do, cuz I'm on my way in the car 

Cuz when I get there, yo we outie like Tamar) Right right easy 

(Now I'm off to the south to get more info on this dough I heard about 

Gotta make sure everything secure 

Can't let me and my man let these grants slip past our hands 

The man's out heavy today 

I hope they don't try to get in the way of our pay) 

Damn, I'm ready, high noon, the man's out 

Gotta take a quick shower, get dressed and bounce 

Grabbed a fatigue, strapped out the generals 

Proper attire for all criminals 

Blazed up the clip, loads up the 4/5th 

If a boy riff, leave a body their stiff 

Who dem man there gon rap on my door 

Disturb me at work, on the low dub four (Yo it's me) 

Who that (ST, what up) Aight hold up son, let me put it back on safety 

(Aiyo kid it smells like fresh grown cess, lets 

Twist up some trees before we jet) 

True, you know we keep a fat pack of sensee 

Even though you know it make our pockets go empty 

(But no less about to starved into free men 

So whenever we finish we gon bag up this spinach) 

Easier said than done, peep the 4-1-1 

The dred around the corner, just try to blast Ruck and dunn 

(I knew it, bad vibes flowin like fluid 

Forget about the dough, let's do it 

I see you already strapped pa, so I'll meet you 

outside, cuz my gats back in the car 

How far must one go 

before he throw his whole entire life right out the window) 

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(talking) 

(Tek) (Steele) 

And a dead boy, and I don't even know 

(Aiyo he looks like the dred, that hooked us up on the low) 

What you say fly? 

(Thinkin out loud, just caught me in the zone 

I'll tell you all about it on the way home) 

Whatever, I'mma send this nigga to his essence 

Fuckin wit the family, know he gotta learn a lesson 

And you know he ain't yardy right 

Some boy gon get dead tonight 

As we strap on the gloves, feel the buzz from cannabis 

Niggas bout to get scandalous 

(arguing and gunshots) 

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(Steele) 

Gotta be gon the double, I think I seen them all tumble 

But on the left there's trouble 

Undercover had to spill staked out 

Watchin the whole thing go down, yo it's time to brake out 

The 4/5th as I shift and drive 

Cuz every mind right here might not leave alive 

(Tek) 

Son why you stallin? Hop on the ballin 

Get us outta here before we be the next fallin 

Right now, this whole shit is bug, we the thugs 

Yet the beast comin up showin niggas love 

Took our burners, gave us dap, let us bounce 

Now it's back to the dog house, to smoke the next ounce 

(talking) 

(Steele) 

Who could believe them beats left us alone 

And took the chrome that's in one of our own back home 

And not only that kid, check 

How money that we just did, was that connect 

For the cash, them pigs must of had dips for the stash 

That ain't that some shit for ya ass 

(Tek) 

Troops say, ya never liked this pretty ass anyway 

But that shit wit the pigs CO-made my day 

Gave me a whole new outlook on the beast 

Even watched out for the ones so called the beast 

But anyway, you know we high right now 

Doin it like this, the original crook style