Mystikal – Smashing The Gas

Mystikal – Smashing The Gas Lyrics

Artist: Mystikal
Song: Smashing The Gas

Intro [e-40])
Uh, uh, hah!
Alright n#gg#, this e four o.
Huh, e four o, e four o, huh.

Finna get it crankin up in this biatch, what.
Finna get it crankin up in this biaiatch.
V-town (v-town), new orleans.
Check it out.

[e-40]
Thangs fine, in the middle of the street, sirens and violens silence
Muthaf#ckas play for keeps, violens and diamonds on my grand piano
Turn the channel, lemme see that, gimme that back

Muthaf#cka fool what’s your problem? (what’s your problem? )
Nigro, why you wanna pull all on the side of my column
Column, shot em shot em, got em, stick em, lose em, stock em
b#tch em, dodge em, block em, stock em, rock em, chop em, scheme em

Plottin plot em, 45 special, 45 special, n#gg# with the four five realize
[b-legit]
I got this monkey on my back, sh#t be funky that’s a fact
Screamin up in them swamps though, pocket fulla twamps though

To stomp hoe, totin my pis-tal
Up and down them side streets up in my vehi-cal
Calli still, rally’s fell, french quarters at night
Smoke blunts, get the money, and make sh#t right

We’re smokin weed pipe, n#gg#s stuff it and roll
Just some fools bout they paper, way out of control
Now, here we go
Here we go, time to let these n#gg#s know

Here we go, here we go, uhhhhh
Here we go, here we go, time to let these n#gg#s know
Here we go, here we go, time to let these n#gg#s know
Here we go, here we go, uhhhhh

Here we go, here we go, time to let these n#gg#s know
A-i-n-t-n-o-l-i-m-i-t
n#gg#, we b-o-u-t-i-t-b-o-u-t-i-t
Fonzarelli, gimme the mike

Let me get in they #ss
And with the ice cream man we kickin #ss
Came way from the project in new orleans
Where the drug dealers slang and the killers they blast

Pass the grass, gimme the weed, smash the gas, we actin bad
We lookin for the b#tches with the pink cookie
We already got the plastic bag
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Our money don’t stop, it multiply
Could this f#cker be, p lemme in the pool
Lemme show ya I pull my size
I know some of y’all n#gg#s gon probably

Have a problem with everything we say
b#tch, g-e-t-o-f-f-m-y-d-i-c-k
Always been the sh#t, so i’ma be the sh#t
f#ckin with n#gg#s like e four o and b-legit

Y’all n#gg#s got a pay to feed the men, we the men
Do it fast or slow, we dressed up straight from a fashion show
Passin hoes, ain’t nothing on the wall
In the hall but platinum and gold

I put the dick on the track, and break they back
To the mighty n.o., came fame, when I brought it to the top
Here we go, in this b-i-t-c-h
Chorus

[master p] (talking with echo)
Represent, ughhhhhhhhh!
Ha ha! that’s how we gon bubble.
E-feezy, b-legit, and master p.

The kisarme. yeah baby, yeah.
Represetin ya heard me. how ya do dat dere.
707, 504, we gettin y’all ready for that there.
It’s a new beginning, a new millenium.

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Release Year: 1997