Bad W**d Blues-Bone Thugs N Harmony

Album by: Thug World Order Artist by: Bone Thugs N Harmony [wish] man I hear yall got some good a** w**d around here [dealer] yeah ni**a, whats happening? I got you, how much you want? how Much you got? [wish] I got about two hundred dog, whats happening? [dealer] I got you w**d though [wish] man this aint no damn chronic! what the f**k? !? ! [chorus] Let me tell me yall I...i...i..., I got the bad w**d blues Ooh, got the bad w**d blues [krayzie] Last night, night, night, was a real bad night for me (let me explain to yall what Im talking about, man this Sh*t was real f**ked up for ni**a though, Im stressing) I bought a sack of w**d, when I got home I seen, (they cheated) That this tree was just a big bag of seed These niggas have gotten me for my money I done spent a couple of hundred, muthaf**kers, naw I guess I gotta chunk it as loss But Im mad cause Im puffin and Im puffin And i, I still aint cough (man this sh*t is not getting me high man, I am not high) This sh*t too soft, I need some w**d that gotta kick or punch The sh*t that f**ks you up That wont hit it and quit it cause youll be too lifted After youve taken a hit from the blunt Your (? ? ) was working me like a downer I need to be easy, easy, easy [chorus] Let me tell me yall I...i...i..., I got the bad w**d blues Ooh, got the bad w**d blues [wish] All I wanna do is smoking, and choking But aint nobody got no goods, so I gotta move on I gotta find it really good, good for my lungs Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause Im in need for that sticky sticky green And have my blunt checked, so that ni**a had an attitude Excuse if Im rude But thats just the way that the w**d, does you do, ooh Throw your hands up if your weeded, uh huh Throw your hands up if you need it, come on Im searching and Im searching and I still aint come up Why didnt I think of this before lil dre, let me hitem on up I hitem up, he said hell come right through He got the l.a., l.a., I said Ill be right through I finally got my blunt, Im feeling so good But its so hard to find a real goody good in my hood [chorus] Let me tell me yall I...i...i..., I got the bad w**d blues Ooh, got the bad w**d blues [layzie] I just got off the plane from cali, I was smoking so good Need to get me sac right now let me roll through the hood Now I cant find tweet, and ken out of town Now Im thinking what ima do when I gotta get high And then f**k around when it comes to the herb, I slurge Anything aint gonna cut it, I just got paid with a pocket full of money And today I aint on no budget searching high, low Out of my mind Im ready to blow Im feeling the stress, Im getting depressed Weedman dont love me no more, Nd Im driving through the city, feeling empty inside Cause I cant get high and this sh*t aint how I ride Stopping and hollaring at my niggas Petty hustling and thug felon twice convicted thug felon Just to see what he was selling It was the (? ? ) we was in He swore it was the bomb, I was ready to flip but I stay calm Capping twenty in, and stay charmed My momma never said, momma never said, theyll be days like this Im breaking rules but ni**a, ooh, I got to blaze this sh*t [chorus] Let me tell me yall I...i...i..., I got the bad w**d blues Ooh, got the bad w**d blues [bizzy] You aint going tell me aint no sticky in this whole f**king city Wheres the weedman? , when you need them I want hollas from my niggas all around the way (wuz up big blood!) My homie big blood, he just gave me a sack today, a sack today And ooh, even though we selling llelli , he pulled lil bizzy to the side He insists lil bizzy you know my lil sister she does braids My hair must be f**ked up, but its cool though, ooh Then lil bizzy pulled up to the side and said Hey big blood, you got some dro? Let me tell me yall I...i just wanna tell yall why, i I got the bad w**d blues Cause aint nobody got no gushy, so Im smoking plenty gobble Going crazy [chorus] Let me tell me yall I...i...i..., I got the bad w**d blues Ooh, got the bad w**d blues