Point Blank - High With Tha Blanksta lyrics

"gonna get high wit tha blanksta x 2 (point blank) Psk scooped me up now it's time to roll Creepin through south park on tha beamer patrol I got tha ho's in tha wind Jus lost my beeper at tha fleet Damn,f** it I guess no of my ho's won't be pagin me But its friday and I'm tight tryin to find some more d** (Big moe) Blank lets paint tha town red (point blank) Man they be hatin me at the club So im a roll with the click, cause they might get in some sh** Anotha night anotha fight, especially f**in round wit this sight Its all good cause I'm down for whatever and I mean it For tha ones who don't know it ask the ones who done seen it You respect me ima respect you thats that ain't nuttin new Black and reds tha set I claim I even got hommies thats down for blue So watch your self in tha zone when its time to get it on Tha Blanksta in tha house creepin on tha come up like bone If you wanna get blown, don't be scared to scream Cause everyone in tha parkin' lot be askin me (chorus 2x) "I wanna get high wit tha blanksta please Just chill and hit tha sweet young g's We jus blowin big k**a wit tha n***as Oh yeah blowin big k**a wit my n***as (point blank) "after tha club whats ta hap? Stop ta go and rob tha japs b**hes jammed in tha car I even had two ho's on my lap Blowin big, takin swigs, drinkin surb, smokin sticks I jus hope we don't go to jail for rapin one of these b**hes Lights out its quiet now somebody yelled (SWITCH) I heard a gla** hit the floor and out screamed a b**h(ahhhh) Young nate jus couldn't wait They were gonna lock his a** back up (why you say that blank) Shoulda seen how he had that ho Back up against tha bed head bangin on tha wall I'm fryin out to my screw tape sayin "I'm f**in all ya'll Every body naked, walkin, dicks are erected I don't give a f** what yall do just as long as yall don't break sh** (chorus) Jus in case you don't know I f** all them stupid ho's Everybody get their clothes, n***a its time to hit tha door For I go I wanna send a shout out to all my baby freaks I'm f**in all yall next week We gonna hook up bout 12 on a pm tip, rollin, gettin fried out Jammin that stick in to a comma Everybody crunk now Disrespect me since I got sounds in tha trunk Now bumpin, jumpin, everybody blowed I won't stop had to ? a squat before tha show n***as hate the click, knew when we roll in Knowin damn well If it goes down, oh sh** there they go again Drama, n***as strictly drama Fool we sippin on serb, chill, codine Straigt blowin up tha scene ? at 13 tru rollin stinky green, lets rlde I wanna get high wit tha blanksta (chorus until end of song fading out behind talkin)