Lyrics Smoke a Sack.lrc Lil Sko
[id: ekqdegiu]
[ar: Lil Sko]
[al: U Know Tha Sko]
[ti: Smoke a Sack]
[length: 05:16]
[00:03.37]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:10.03]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:13.64]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:16.55]And let–and let–and let–and let the chicken mess up your memory
[00:20.01]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:22.01]And let, and let, and let, and let, and let
[00:24.15]And let the chicken mess up your memory
[00:26.71]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:29.35]And let–and let–and let–and let the chicken mess up your memory
[00:33.43]Drink a Yak, smoke a sack, kick back like a fat mack
[00:35.28]And let–and let–and let–and let–and let—
[00:37.62]And let the chicken mess up your memory
[00:39.44]Ridin’ in the Chevy with the Buick hubcaps
[00:42.72]Rollin’ up some blunts, with the AC on full max
[00:46.13]Stopped at the corner store to get a pint of gin and juice
[00:49.91]Got a book of 1.5’s, and a twelve pack of brew
[00:53.35]Now we scopin’, and now we hopin’, we see some females
[00:56.88]’Cause I can spit so much game, to hit your mama tail
[01:00.40]So peace, chief, and let the food stamps stack
[01:03.09]So kick back, relax, and drink a Yak or smoke a sack
[01:06.68]Mr. Nigga’s on the motherfuckin’ track
[01:10.56]I’m smokin’ a blunt, a half a ounce, a fifth of Yak
[01:13.75]AC blowin’, I’m scopin’ for the hoes
[01:16.99]Triple motion on my Chevy, gold bones with the fuckin’ vogues
[01:20.35]This shit is fire, you see, I’m high, I can’t deny, oh my, oh my
[01:24.62]Oh why, oh why, should I be like this?
[01:27.39]I campaign and I relax, but that’s the way it is
[01:30.65]I drink a Yak and smoke a sack
[01:33.62]I’m takin’ my chances by makin’ cheese on the cut
[01:36.52]You know to see motherfucker, peep bitch, you know what’s up
[01:40.15]I guess that life ain’t really nothin’ but a gamble
[01:42.58]So don’t get yourself in somethin’ that yo’ ass can’t handle
[01:46.34]’Cause I’ma make a livin’ with my millimeter Glock
[01:49.48]And you need to watch your back, when you comin’ to my block
[01:52.84]So I’ma leave it at that, while my pockets gettin’ fat
[01:56.34]Kick back like a mack, and drink a Yak, and smoke a sack
[01:59.99]Now I’m blowin’, my nigga
[02:01.39]Hellified fuckin’ shotgun off this mack blunt
[02:04.46]Now your ass is gonna get stung, by this motherfuckin’ pimpin’
[02:08.24]I’m not slippin’ for this trick, bitch
[02:10.52]Better get to them knees, and suck this fuckin’ dick
[02:13.24]Drinkin’ the motherfuckin’ Yak, and you know I’m laid back
[02:16.67]Smokin’ up an ounce of bud, and my nigga kinda just laid back
[02:20.06]Back to the liquor store for another fuckin’ Yak
[02:23.35]Blazin’ bud all night, and I’m smokin’ on the fuckin’ sack
[02:27.61]Smoked outta my niggas room, it’s the full contact
[02:30.87]Burn the bud, then my nigga that smoke
[02:32.30]Now check him for another sack
[02:33.99]I pop ’em for the ten, half pop for the twenty
[02:37.06]Rollin’ by the Chevy quickly, until the chronic kill me
[02:40.78]It’s two o’clock, I’m sippin’ the Yak, now my ass is laid back
[02:44.37]Chiefin’ on the fattest mack, havin’ a major ink attack
[02:47.52]Got fifteen dollars in my pocket, that’s just shit to campaign off
[02:50.93]Smoke it here, spend it there, now you know the shit is gone
[02:54.28]The nigga left the liquor store, with a half of pint of Yak
[02:57.86]Now I’m finna hit my nigga, down for another sack
[03:01.14]Smokin’ on a junt, with my niggas drinkin’ O.E
[03:04.47]Standin’ on the track, kickin’ back with the family
[03:08.01]Constantly blowin’ blunts, ’cause us players all about the game
[03:11.26]Kickin’, I’m pimpin’ and sweatin’ these bitches
[03:12.78]Nigga, it’s the Criminal Manne
[03:14.57]Twenty-two deep, where we creep, but we still chill
[03:17.85]When it’s time to scoop my bitch
[03:19.04]We chief a pound and vamp to the crib
[03:21.14]Ink attack, drink a Yak, kick back like a mack
[03:24.00]Take your time, let’s get fucked up, my nigga
[03:26.39]And smoke a sack
[03:27.94]I need a fat mac junt, I think I’m havin’ another ink attack
[03:31.29]Project Playaz lookin’ for the Indonesia chronic sack
[03:34.63]Bought a fuckin’ O.Z, so you know we super straight
[03:37.99]Lickity-stick this shit and watch me hit a great big junt of hay
[03:41.32]Pass me the fire, so I can light up a hype and get real high
[03:44.77]Inhale thee shotgun to my nose, and now blow one in my eye
[03:48.05]Fell up in the liquor store, buzzin’ from smokin’ on the mac
[03:51.46]What do I feel like drinkin’, mane, I’m thinkin’
[03:53.53]”Fuck it, buy some Yak”
[03:54.76]Hoes, I’m on the curb, take a swig, my nig, and pass it
[03:57.94]High as a mof, from smokin’ that bud with the system blastin’
[04:01.32]Kickin’ up, pimpin’, and smokin’ some chicken
[04:03.15]This shit I’m hittin’ is thunder
[04:04.81]So pass the cigar paper, mane, it’s time to roll a blunt-ah
[04:08.20]Laughin’ and jokin’ and chokin’, from the liquor and the cognac
[04:11.51]Ridin’ through the town, scopin’ scowns, ’cause we’re cool like that
[04:14.83]Player shit, thought you knew, keep on rollin’ dookie max
[04:18.23]Chillin’ like some villains, with the Yak and the chronic sack
[04:20.99]Rollin’ through the Mound, with a half a pint of Yak
[04:23.99]Know that’s how it is, when a niggas livin’ phat
[04:27.47]The motherfuckin’ cap peelers back
[04:29.75]Spliffed out, chiefin’ indo
[04:31.61]Kickin’ shit, with my nigga Squeeky, like I did before
[04:34.94]Hard Ass Part Two, nigga, down with the crew
[04:38.34]I got them thangs for a buster, trick, I thought you knew
[04:41.47]But, uh, back to the subject
[04:44.30]Pass me the Yak, some 1.5s, and the dub sack
[04:47.78]High as a motherfucker, mane
[04:49.61]Wanna cap down kickin’ it with my niggaro
[04:51.79]Stop off at the liquor store
[04:53.47]Get your Yak, then we headed for the indo
[04:55.45]Bitch, it’s Kilo G, drop off the ki’s, ’cause I gotta have it
[04:58.29]Ain’t this a bitch, ho, became a addict
[04:59.79]’Cause I need my dope and I ain’t got it
[05:01.83]This bud keep me fiendin’, mane, just like a junkie
[05:05.31]Throat all dry but boogers in my nose, and my breath is gettin’ funky
[05:08.86]Can’t keep this goddamn monkey off my back
[05:11.60]So I’m forced to sweat the track
[05:13.28]To drank some Yak, and smoke a sack
[05:14.69]Year of Release: 1998