1992 pt 2 by Cecilio G.
1992 pt 2 by Cecilio G.

1992 pt 2

Cecilio G. * Track #18 On Número Tres

1992 pt 2 Lyrics

[Intro: Homer Jay Simpson, Marge Simpson]
Bueno... Tendrá todo el dinero del mundo, pero hay algo que nunca podrá comprar Marge... ¿El qué? Un dinosaurio

[Sample: Krayzie Bone & Dealer]
What's happenin' nigga?
Hell yeah - my nigga you know what it is. What's up nigga what you need?
I need some weed
Aw, man, I don't even fuck with the weed no mo', man
What?
Aw hell naw, but I got this new shit, man, this shit called ecstasy, man
Ecstasy?
What? Nigga, this the shit, man
The fuck?
Nigga, this shit will have you on the level wit' ya female and everythang, nigga, look
Tsk, this nigga trippin'
I'mma give you one of these motherfuckers, let you try this motherfucker out, man (and I bet you)
Man, what the fuck is this shit?
And I bet you be callin' me tomorrow talkin' 'bout you wan't some more of this shit, man, I'm tellin you. Shit have you on the level, man, you need to put the weed down, fuck wit' this shit, boy, I'm tellin you, boy
This nigga trippin'
I'm telling ya, this shit'll have you on the level
Fuck it, gimme one of them motherfuckers there, man
Here, take that one and call me in the mornin', nigga

[Sample: Krayzie Bone]
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy, 'cause I'm floatin' in ecstasy

... I took the pill, I took the pill, right to the house
Grabbed a shot of liquor, pop, pop, popped it in my mouth
And I'm thinkin' to my self that this might be a waste of my time
'Cause what if I don't even get high?
Thirty minutes done went by, I didn't even seem high
Until I stood up and looked at the ceilin' for some reason
Now I'm home tweakin', then I tried to walk but I was slow
I guess I'm floatin' in ecstasy

[Verso: Cecilio G]
Ahora esos chavales vienen a decirme a mí lo que yo hacía cuando solo era un chavalín
Imbécil, lo que tú eres es imbécil, imbécil, lo que tú eres es imbécil
Ahora esos chavales vienen a decirme a mí lo que yo hacía cuando solo era un chavalín
Imbécil, lo que tú eres es imbécil, imbécil, lo que tú eres es imbécil
Mi música emociona a las personas, si a ti no, cuestiona
Mona, no se da ni mona
Olla, te haces turrón Xixona
Muy poca gente, está muy loca, cuando lo dicen de ti, otra
No mal pienses, no seas idiota, ¿te gusta lo que haces?, mola
No me gustaría ser otra persona, de ser así seguiría mi moda
No sería mía porque sería de otra, entonces me sentiría muy gilipollas
Donde está la olla, no metas la polla, sabrá a esmegma, la cebolla
[?] habló la [?]
Mi Pokémon preferido Caterpillar
Soy el puto amo y me conocerías
Mira que me lo pienso y hago coreografías
Si me dieran pasta quizás lo haría
Pero una de cueras en mi carrocería

[Sample: Layzie Bone, Wish Bone & Bizzy Bone]

...But nigga was paranoid, so I grabbed my gun and bucked it at the door
Ooh-wee, shit happens, my family got me faded
But I'm runnin' a secret cous', 'cause a nigga can't take it
Shake it if I can but I blend in with the killers
And I wish E was here to feel pillish, pillish, pillish

I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy
Come roll with me
I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy
I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy
Come roll with me
I feel so violent, violent fuckin' with that ecstasy

I've been smokin' weed for a very long time, why should I change?
And plus they say that ecstasy shit fucks up the brain, brain
Ah, why should I? Just to get high? When weed gets me high, when weed gets me high
"Nigga try this here," they said, "better then that there"
They said, "ya like it, ya like it." So I tried it, I tried it
I thought this shit'll have a nigga high and horny
I'm high, but I'm too high, I wanna hurt somebody
Nigga, you trippin', get a hold of that shit, and ride that high
But I'm trippin', body moves, won't nobody get hurt, hurt

Groanin', groanin', and she ain't even in the car
Layzie, hopefully we hide all the LSD
Would ya slow down? We ridin' on the highway
Get the wheel so I can go down on ya, I sever it on my own way
(Ahh) She rich and feelin' so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy
Got these bitches, fuckin' bitches
Baby be peeled off, peelin' on, movin' slow
And Bizzy be rock hard, tongue well and mean slow
We in the club drunk, fucked up, and still rollin'
They know my pockets swollen, hold up, show 'em how we rollin'
We rollin', rollin', rollin' and rollin', rollin', rollin'

I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy and we rollin' on that ecstasy
I feel so zigidy, zigidy, zigidy and we rollin' on that ecstasy
And we rollin' off that ecstasy, and we rollin' off that ecstacy
And we rollin' off that ecstacy, and we rollin' off that ecstacy

Fuck it, gimme a pill nigga...

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1992 pt 2 was written by Cecilio G..

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