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fiend - who got the fire lyrics

[master p]
yo, fiend, you and snoop dogg, i’m comin at ‘cha, what’re ya smokin on?

[chorus:]
[all] (fiend)
[who got that fire?]
[won’t you p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(i wanna know)
[who got that fire?]
[won’t you p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(i wanna know)
[who got that fire?]
[won’t you p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(no limit wanna know)
[i said smoke it]
[who got that fire?]
[why don’t ya p-ss me the green so i get higher?]

[fiend]
nah, i know, who’s that solider, rollin longs n-gg-
thicker than monifah, it’s i, capital f-i
the keeper of the reaper
smokin cheba with my colonel p, snoop and mystikal
pull over, i’m takin pullas
f-cked up, can’t ya tell?
take a smell, let me whiff that
since god goes, you gone
tatoos, that can only been choked, seven zones
i’m grown, and well known to be surviving in h-ll
hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
it’s something by (?)
got a story to tell
which is, the life of the baddest
born from ashes, the smoke of dead, of an addict
got to have it, cause baby boy, it’s a habit
puff it and f-ck some p-ssy, and see which one i grab quick
i’m that sick, i need weed to proceed
like a band-aid for a cut, hopin to stop the bleedin
no, not the seeds, i done paid for the pickin
only the green stickin, for the record

[chorus:]
[all] (fiend)
[i’m a smoker]
[who got that fire?]
[won’t you p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(fiend wanna know)
[who got that fire?]
[why don’t ya p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(snoop wanna know)
[who got that fire?]
[won’t you p-ss me the green so i get higher?]
(fiend wanna know)
[i said, who got that fire?]
[why don’t ya p-ss me the green so i get higher?]

[snoop dogg]
ever since my first puff, it seems i couldn’t get enough
but i just couldn’t quit i had to have another hit
i’m smokin green with a fiend by the age of eighteen
i chop a pound to the ground, went cavi on the triple beam
once upon a time, before i used to bust rhymes
i had to scratch to get a nickel, in order to get a dime
but times done change, now i’m havin mines
and i’m protected by the tank, no limit, and plenty nines
i grinds to the fullest, so when i’m finished i gots to pull it
i’m lookin for that green sh-t, boy you bite the bullet
for tryin to sell me bullsh-t
you know i’m lookin for the bombest weed in your town
now, i’m a smoker

now you know what that mean?
check this out fiend, everytime a n-gg- go outta town
somebody always approach me talkin bout “i got the chronic,
we got the chronic.” m-th-f-cka, chronic ain’t brown with
seeds and stems in the bag n-gg-. who got it?

- fiend lyrics

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