Say woop woop - WOOP WOOP Wo-woop wo-woo-woop, wo-woop wo-woo-woop Wo-woop wo-woo-woop! Wo-woop wo-woo-woop! [Hi-C] They say Hi-C what's up? Man shit
(feat. Nate Dogg) [Nate Dogg (Hi-C)] I don't wanna know (yeah, ha ha) I don't wanna know (y'all ain't ready for this one) (C'mon Nate Dogg) I don't
so big, all you do is pop eyes Crawf Dog and I'm back with this 'Hi-Life' shit I'm tryin to make you a 'Hi-Life' chick, c'mon [Break + Chorus] [Big
(feat. Big Steele) [Hi-C] Hey hey, yeap We make 'em say hey hey Hey hey Hey hey, yeah See you light-skinnded women be tryin to act pretty Bitch hit
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey [Hi-C (female)] Yup (big girls need love too) Yup, yup, yup Where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah (big girls
My words pierce like a spear, I'm relentless You better hope yo' name don't appear on my hit list [Chorus] [Hi-C] Yeah you niggaz is fixin to get ya
James DeBarge] No no no no-no no, no [Hi-C] Uhh, yup, aww yeah, hahaha I know y'all remember this (no no no no, no no no) Hustler music, Hi-Life Yeah
(feat. DJ Quik) [Hi-C] Yeah, ahh Yeah, Hi-Life Uhh, naw Here we go, yeah Now this is for the ladies and all my dawgs C'mon, get your ass up off the
(feat. Too Swift) Hi-Life, Too Swift, Young Quik, bring it to 'em [Chorus: in faux patois] Run up run up we got de gun up Haters that think we funnin
[Hi-C:] Yeah... H-I' It don't stop... y'all niggaz must have forgot Y'all motherfuckers gon' mind me Yeah... check it out, check it out Now I won't
Ecstasy, ecstasy, ahh Ecstasy, ecstasy, what? Ecstasy, ecstasy, huh Ecstasy... [Hi-C] Now it's this little bitty pill that be doin the most Throw it
[Hi-C] Now I'd rather be kicked in the nuts, 20 times than to go to war fightin for hoes that ain't mine Moms used to always tell me love is blind And
(feat. Diamonique) [Hi-C] Uhh, yeah (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) Yeah, hahaha (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) This what I've been waitin on Uhh, yeah (coochie
May I, answer yo +Third Question+ like A.I Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slammer From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana Chi-Town, K.C
la ti do yeah I'm doin' vocals Intimate Turn the music up, yeah c'mon! {beat starts...} Yeah! c
Talib Kweli: Yeah Hi Tek... Whom do we aspire to reflect on peoples death Who's entertainment shall we sing our agony of our hopes That the destroyers
get that hi life Hi life, we livin' that hi life Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm (Hi life, mmm) Hi life, we livin' that hi life Hi life, we livin
a celebration baby I've been introduced to the finer things in life Thank you Lord Thank you Lord! Khaled! I told them Make a toast to them Hi haters!
