Teksty: Cypress Hill. Skull & Bones. Can I Get A Hit.

Handle it, handle it
You know, motherfuckers need to have some weed etiquette
True, true
You see, motherfuckers try to come up and bogard your weed
At the club, they don't wanna share theirs

You know I hate it when I roll a joint, give it to somebody
Who ain't got weed but they wanna be up in the party
Laughin' an' gigglin', sippin' on a Heinie
Son you need a Tic Tac, your breath is gonna blind me
Talkin' about, you wanna hit, spittin' in my eardrum
Oh, you new in the cypher, step to the rear son
Still they manage to hit it and put they grip on it
That's when they wet the tip and put they lips on it

Then when you get it, forget it, it's been wetted
Who gonna hit it now, not me, you got me
Thinkin' about these fuckin' jokers, double tokers
Smokers who hit it like they suckin' a dick, fuckers
Flippin' it, lovin' it, smokin' it to the head
Givin' it to me half way down, thanks again
Then when you see 'em later smokin' they own stash
When you ask 'em for a hit, they say, sorry this is my last

I shared some with you, sorry that's not my problem
Talk to the hand, but I got plenty if you wanna buy some
These people piss me off, this is true indeed
But nothin's worse when someone's askin' for some weed
What do I look like a tree where the bud grows
Here pick my left nut and smoke it in the bowl

Or better grow your own, leave mine alone
Here I'll give you a clone, now raise up outta my zone
I know, I got the best weed, but don't make me
Make your burnt chest bleed, what you need
Is weed etiquette, please don't be offended
'Cuz the weed costs money, I'm the one who has to spend it

And that's just the way it is man
Y'all motherfuckers need to learn
You just can't come, askin' for some shit and not givin' none in return
What the fuck is that man? We goin' into 2000 motherfucker
You need to learn how to smoke some weed with people
Pass it to the left motherfuckers

Can I get a hit of your weed
Can I get a hit of your weed
Can I get a hit of your weed
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