Hike Lyrics - Unlv

All the gangsters out that third stop 

That mutherfuckin' bullshit don't you 

Know you dissin' a u. n. l. v. theme bitch 

Cash money productions comin' at you 

Comin' later on the eddie bow part 2 

First I got two bags of weed it's not 

That easy to lie again here I go again 

With another dance I call the hike 

Pucker up with your thumbs 

In with your back 

Turn your rzights to left 

If you get dizzy don't look back 

Chorus: 

Well one of my fuckin' boys 

Packed and scope a nigga named mike 

I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight 

I got to hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

Hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

(2x) 

First verse 

{yella boy) 

Yes I still got my fuckin' bike and I'm on a hot ten 

I lost my fuckin' self because I was drinkin' that juice and gin 

I got my bike build back up I'm doin' a billie five 

If it wasn't for my helmet yeah I wouldn't be alive 

I had a powder hot girlie the bitches kicked in 

I lost control of my fuckin' bike then I thought this was the end 

I flipped over the front on the ground I'm on my soccer bike 

I have to control myself I thank the lord I'm still alive 

Well 

Chorus: 

Well one of my fuckin' boys 

Packed and scope a nigga named mike 

I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight 

I got to hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

Hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

(2x) 

Second verse: 

{yella boy} 

Just proven a point to myself believe no lessons 

Will be learned because I got my bike fixed 

Still smokin' major joints I call one of my hoes 

Because I'm ready to serve somethin' 

Let her rent it for the night go to wasteland that's nothin' 

So I'm headed cross the river decided to catch this fuckin' ferry 

There's this freaky bitch plus she gay but she not scary 

This bitch I'm talkin' about she had the gift she wouldn't stop 

I had to make it back to her house to make her scream and shout 

I'm comin' real hard but I'm a man and still in charge (where you at) 

On manhattan vapor I'm full of that fuckin' weed thinkin' about her 

On her knees not only for my keys but for her keys 

I took a shout from on over because I ran a red light 

Once again I'm in that world with that weed on my bike 

Well 

Chorus: 

Well one of my fuckin' boys 

Packed and scope a nigga named mike 

I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight 

I got to hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

Hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

(2x) 

Third verse: 

{yella boy} 

Now the year is 94 I got a chance to ride a polo 

I'm bout to get that bitch fixed up and make in gangster on you hoes 

I took a ride to the eagle scope another bitch how ever 

Four in the mornin' I got breakfast at eleven 

I'm chillin' real solo gettin' full of that grits and cheese 

I hope this hoe don't burn me because I'm not bout no damn desiese 

I jetted down chef try to get to donald five she rode behind the wheel 

I hit the gear and broke my tire's pump up in my hand 

Look for me if you dare I pop my fuckin' trunk 

Somebody stole my damn spare 

The law didn't catch him he was smooth like a cat 

The nine would have popped him a left him lyin' on his back 

Pussy come pussy go I got to learn to leave it 

That's what I get for always try'na be greedy 

Well 

Chorus: 

Well one of my fuckin' boys 

Packed and scope a nigga named mike 

I'm a long way from home and don't see nothin' in sight 

I got to hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

Hike(hzike) hike(hzike) hike(hzike) 

(2x)