Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - P.O.D

[Chorus: Krayzie] My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] [So high, so high am I.] reefer and blunts is all that's needed [needed, needed] [So high, so high am I.] [Krayzie] Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby Fucked up--look at you faded I am what I am as a thug in the Land And that's all that I am Damn, you better come join this thugsta party Blunt smoke up in your body And come get high, get high Chorus [Layzie] Let's all get lifted Split the swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty Now, I've been smokin' out all day long, P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy How in the world did I manage to smoke this many? About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach To the brain severely blunted, And it ain't no shame off in my game Hydroponics and Indonesia, Even the stress sometimes be creeper, So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah Little Lay, givin' you what you need Nothin' but the best green leaves With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D. Chorus [Wish] I be so high, feel high. Forgive me Lord, But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff, But I just can't get enough Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on Don't hold on, on. No, no And if you smoke it with me, yeah Then, I'm a smoke it with you Y'all, we can smoke it all up We can smoke and get ba- We can smoke it all up We can smoke and get ba-, ba-, ba-, ba-, buzzed Chorus [Bizzy] P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically, Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way, In a daze, me puff puff on my reef Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game And it gets me out of all miseries Follow the benefits, stay in place As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray I'll be done, when I reach my own Stay free; let the time go pass me by Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d. [Krayzie] I smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah Ooh, yeah. Get the blunts and weed Fuck the Hennessy; let's focus on these leaves Reefer really relax my mind, And ask me one more time Get a split up, keep it lit up. Can you feel us? Get with us, smoke with your nigga Somebody told me, you better respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves Chorus