Hydro

*Freestyle over 'Drive Slow' by Kanye West. Produced by Kanye Hydro [Intro] Yeah, yeah I can't fuckin' wait to cop another eight of hydro homie Uh huh, yeah yeah I can't fuckin' wait to cop another eight of hydro homie Uh huh, yeah I can't fuckin' wait to cop another eight You never know homie Out gettin' blowed homie Until you cop you an eight of hydro homie [Verse One] Now I recall back in Saint Louis they would think That weed only worked after havin' some dranks So I'd be drunk as all shit With a bag of stress Fuckin' with my nigga Sense, cold actin' a mess Tryin' to build with them female failures Home grown girls, Rocky called 'em 'The Regulars' E'ry five minutes they'd be callin' my cellular Fo' them dime bitches cause they thought I was sellin' I'm tellin' ya I was earnin' pay, to smoke on blunts E'ry day for a couple months, folks would by the stuff from us And turn around and puff with us Coughing with my customers Louder than the niggas with the whistles on they mufflers That west coast weed was callin' The things that I'd seen were alarmin' Compared to the Cali weed, the chronic we was workin' was sorry It was like Playstation 3 verses Atari See back back then then if you had a nug You were the St. Louis version of Marley The weed was like the life of the party The kind of green you didn't see on safari I swear a lot of kids got stank when they chicks got yanked She'll fuck the whole clique just to hit that dank Wake up the next morning and forget where she was I had to call my connect that I was gettin' it from Like, "Dawg, the ace ain't gettin' it done Fuck the petty shit, go and send me a ton." I told him, "Put me on with the zone homie." I told me, "Don't smoke it alone, it's hydro homie." Hydro I can't fuckin' wait to cop another eight You never know homie 'Bout gettin' blowed homie Until you cop you an eight of hydro homie The hydro