(Hed) P.E Hangman Lyrics:
Hey yo, wesstyle
What up js
Let me get a hit off
some of that marijuana
shit
Here it is
Cuz you know iz gotsta be real high
When I'm feelin ta jump
in the cut with some of
that g-punk shit

Baby
My people
Take a ride with me
Come on

Yes, yes, ya'll the M.C.U.D.
Representin the hed
Kickin vibes of unity
On a trip hop tip

Yeah
Niggas hitch a ride
White boys too
In the car with the hed crew
Whatcha gonna do
On a mission of unity
Rollin in the 96
Fuck you
If ya punk head ain't
down with this

Trip hop for the hoes of oc
Kickin my flows for by bros in hb
Land of the dancers,
skins and sprakheads
The hydro, the x
And the sugar cubes
for ya'llz heads

And its an everyday thang
Black flys, head beanie
Check khakis steady hang, dang
Duffs on my feet so I kick
Cuttin styles like Calvin
I'm inclined to go big

Comin Comin long on this gpunk trip
We got the funk hardcore
on the chaos tip
Now, recognize game when you see it
Got my niggaz at my
back cold strapped if
I need it

Time Time
Who got the Time
Fuck it up up
Who got the soul
Let it flow
I got nothin better to do
I'm bouta fuck wit you
fuck it up wit you
Time time
Who got the time
Fuck it up up
Who got the soul
Let it flow
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do
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BC
Rock this muthafucker

You see they be breakin this nigga
And they makin the mold
Ya know it said
Yeah the story told
How the world is cold
Yet the man is bold
Expose the funky head
To let the truth unfold
Ya see me comin and comin
Ya see me comin up
Ya see me comin and comin
Ya see me comin out on top
I'm the brotha that you
just can't stop

I break 'em off so i break em off
I break 'em off so i break em off
I break 'em off so i break em off
Good Lord

My little brotha got
caught with soem rocks
in his pocket
My nigga from the
ghetto had no counsel
to fight it
Probation, the violation
In through the out door
another vacation
Now ya doin time
No reason no rhyme
Paybacks on your mind
Betta get in like
Time ain't on my side
But I still got my pride
The hednigga is a soul alive

Time time
Who got the time
Fuck it up up
Who got the soul
Let it flow
I got nothin better to do
I'm bouta fuck wit you
fuck it up wit you
Time time
Who got the time
Fuck it up up
Who got the soul
Let it flow
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do
I got nothin better to do

I break em off so i break 'em off
I break em off so i break 'em off
I break em off so i break 'em off

Smoke a phat joint ta this
....
I'm a contenta
i'll rock a party till
the muthafuckin roof
come in
Yeah its on fire
Burning like some pussy
In the mornin had all
night to simmer
White girl wakes up
like dick be in her
Damn
I was fuckin since ya had
your first barbie
Easy bake oven you was
pissin in ya panties
Ain't shit you can do
the ain't been done
No, nothings wrong with you my girl
Ain't the one
Ain't the one
Lyrics: Hangman, (Hed) P.E [end]