Drunken Master My Nigga Jake (R.I.P.)
"Drunken Master, nigga Yeah- Wha-wha-wha! Got what 'chu want Got what 'chu need Blaze the weed We can ride What's yo' name? Check it out now" Drunken Master, nigga- Once again on the grind Tryin' to find me a spot in the shade and call it mine If them niggas wanna bring it, best believe I'm the first to get to thumpin' on they ass and put them hoes in a hearse Drunken Master, nigga- Once again on the grind Tryin' to find me a spot in the shade and call it mine If them niggas wanna bring it, best believe I'm the first to get to thumpin' on they ass and put them hoes in a hearse Yo, it's three o'clock in the mornin', I'm dressed in all black Me and my nigga Jake in the sixty-seven Cadallac Chrome kit and tinted windows, the whole nine Lookin' for some hoes to find- It's goin' down, got the hennessey and Coke on ice in the trunk, Kev Money in the back seat rollin' up the blunt It's the first of the month so you know the routine Pockets on swoll from out there servin' fiends wit' my team- We hit Ninety-four West Smif on my hip, vest on my chest Crackin' jokes wit' my folks 'bout the days of being broke Now I'm ridin' spokes, chokin' off the weed smoke I graduated from the days of gangbangin' to straight ballin', hustlin' and thang slangin' Nuts hangin', 'bout ready to scrape. On the paper chase catchin' mad weight from out of state Politicin' wit' them B-T-T's, real niggas makin' G's wit' they mind on they chedda cheese P-C-C's, Professional Chedda Chasers wit' Dre The Drunken Master, blastin' on these playa haters Drunken Master, nigga- Once again on the grind Tryin' to find me a spot in the shade and call it mine If them niggas wanna bring it, best believe I'm the first to get to thumpin' on they ass and put them hoes in a hearse Drunken Master, nigga- Once again on the grind Tryin' to find me a spot in the shade and call it mine If them niggas wanna bring it, best believe I'm the first to get to thumpin' on they ass and put them hoes in a hearse "Nigga, what?! Uh-uh!"
