Head to Toe

[Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Cause I stay laced (from head to toe) Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more) Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high) I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry) La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da [Roscoe] Low key, O.G. (it's Roscoe the Soto) I'm blowin' dodo on the low-low (duck, duckin' po-po) I'm known to hit the city traffic grippin' the milli-matic for static Catch me all up in your Bentley jackin' your stereo system, drillin' at it One eye open for the law, through it all we delinquents (Yeah) awol at Juvi' Hall With a stink scent from chronic all throughout my car THC all throughout my cigar With a drink, bent, 'bout to vomit all over the yard My loose pit's freely roamin' the reservoir My tooth chipped, now I spit better bars My crew sick, pursuin' the stars and the shoe fits We not the ones to hate on or fool with On one, the wrong Young Guns to screw with We assassin's (from head to toe), stay into it War with us is Russian roulette [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] Cause I stay laced (from head to toe) Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more) Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high) I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry) Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da Hey, when I feel like smokin' Uh hurry up Shante, roll the 'dro Oh work it out, little mamma Let me see yo' ass scrub the floor And oooh Lord, this straight Hennessy hittin' the spot And oooh Lord, partyin' like it's the last day I got Cause I stay laced (from head to toe) Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more) Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high) I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry) Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da [Roscoe] Yeah, they call me Young 'Scoe, Goodie's, Dungeon Family From ATL to L.A. all day, and Philly-Philly See me dippin' with my Eastside thugs and my Westside gangstas Kid with the purddy mouth, reppin' the dirty South Roscoe, Pico, Rico, Sleepy, and C-Lo (yeah) We rollin' Geo's on the D-low in G-mode Now this is what it sounds like when the G's cry We ease up, speed by ya and squeeze fire Up by coastal Don, I'm off the wire And I'm bulletproof attirin' 'til the day I retire Me and bro, we share two heat's and one vest We keep 'em underneath the seats, so come test The young jackrabbit, with a bad habit to jab rapid Rap addict ever since I first took a stab at it Up in the lab, slash addict with the studio Set up and the wall's padded, yeah [Chorus: Sleepy Brown] - X 2 Cause I stay laced (from head to toe) Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more) Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high) I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry) La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da