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Three 6 Mafia - Bin Laden (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Three 6 Mafia
Three 6 Mafia
Performer
Crunchy Black
Crunchy Black
Vocals
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Vocals
Juicy J
Juicy J
Vocals
Lord Infamous
Lord Infamous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
Darnell Carlton
Darnell Carlton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Juicy J
Producer
James Cruz
James Cruz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Man, man ****, check this shit out, we was up in Chicago, right?
With my ****, Big Hamp, know what I'm sayin'?
And the **** pass me a blunt, man
Like smoke this shit, ****, this some Bin Laden weed
Y'all don't know nothing 'bout this down South
So I was like, what, what the fuck is Bin Laden weed?
Man, he said that shit is like three different kinds of weed, man
Grown all together
He said that shit some straight killer
Them Chicago **** name that shit
Bin Laden weed, man, some straight fie!
[Verse 2]
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
[Verse 3]
I swear sometimes I gotta get high to hand around my ho
Sometimes I feel like gotta get high to hang around **** I know
I sped it up on weed, I slowed it down on snow
'Cause I seen so many **** fall off that blow
One day that got it all, then next ain't got shit to show
So off the yayza, my nayza, I had to cut that ho
So know I'm feeling happy, I'm on that Benny Bin Laden
And **** is acting like they don't know the fuck just happened
My vision getting blurry, I'm 'bout to fall asleep
Or am I dying of a O.D. 'cause this some potent weed
My life start flashing like holograms like light in front
Of my own face, I never felt this way off one blunt
I see my son gaining life and my dad losing his
And old girlfriends and **** I shouldn't hung with
The picture starting to fade it's getting hard to breathe
I'm blacking out with no pulse up under my shirt sleeve
[Verse 4]
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
[Verse 5]
Well, since I'm on Bin Laden, let me tell you a story
'Bout these three pussy rappers who couldn't do nothing for me
Gave 'em whole lot of cheese, said I fucked him his shit
Smoked a whole lot of weed, so they seem to forget
Who bought trucks and you cars, put you bitches in homes
Who told your ass to take a bath until you thought you was grown
Man, I tell you, he a killer when we talk on the phone
When you see him face to face, he'll leave you alone
That's why I'm smoking on this fucking Bin Laden
All my **** in the 'hood, they got it
Take one little puff, you a addict
Take a gun to the head means tragic
Boy I tell you like this we can smoke it anywhere
In front of police station with a six pack of beer
7 AM in the morning just watching people stare
Let 'em point them damn fingers, say they wild over there
[Verse 6]
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
[Verse 7]
Ay, ay, it's glowing like it's indigo, I smell it through the bag
I'm floating like a magic carpet straight from Baghdad
From my brain, from my blood, from my lungs, from the Dutches
Can't just let this pure simply just escape from my clutches
Plus it's the substance I'm loving, I'm buzzing
Smoking like an oven, huffing and puffing
This ain't Indonesia, Columbian or Cali, man
It's a bioweapon straight from the Taliban
[Verse 8]
Do you remember me from smoking good weed?
Break it down, roll it up, give it the indo' need
Do you remember me from no sticks, no seeds?
Or you remember me from putting you on this Laden weed
Get your funds together and come go and see
I'm gone take you on the street where Bin Laden be
This one blunt action you'll have to smoke and see
Have you choking, falling out with your family
[Verse 9]
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Who got that hydro?
Who got that light green?
Who got that Bobby Brown?
Who got Bin Laden weed?
Written by: Darnell Carlton, Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan
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