| [Birds singing. Snoring. Rooster crowing. Alarm clock.]Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. YOU DA FIRST AT
THE PUBKrayzie:Hey, my niggas, we havin' a
wonderful day, and I won't fuck with my wife. Why?
'Cause it's the first of the month. And now I be
smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts, and
sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin', come, come, we got
the blunts and rum. From jumpin' all night, we high. Hit up
the block to where? East 99. I get with my nigga to get me some
ye-yo. Double up, nigga, what you need? We got weed to get
P.O.D.'ded. Fiend for the green leaves. Give it up,
it's the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause the
po-po creep when they roll, so [oh, no] break. If you can't
get away, better toss that ye-yo, keep your bankroll. Yeah, we
havin' a celebration. Love to stay high, and ya better
believe when it's time to grind, I'm down for mine,
crime after crime. Fin to creep to the pad 'cause
mom's got the grub on the grill. If we got the food(ooh),
you know it's the first of the month, and my nigga, we
chills for real.Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,
wake up, it's the first of the month,so get up, get
up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on.Bizzy:Wake up, and I see that my sister was
already dressed. She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my
stamps. Watch and make sure no one snatches my check." Nigga,
that's the mailman. Sort through the mail, and put it up
in-a me pocket. Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine to get me
a dub for forty duckets. But ain't no bucket, ride that
RiTA, hop on the ten to the Clair, ready to get 'em up
with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub. Man, I gotta get there.
Playa-playa, holla, holla, St.Clair got much to offer, whether
it be weed on 93 or off on the Glock-glock for some dollars, so
get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh. Most all of my niggas
got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke it.
Hittin' that reefer, hydro. Been known to cut, so fuck them
po-po. Toss all that ye-yo,with a bone and say ho. Runnin'
through the alley,(and into the malley) , hop on the second to
sundown. Nose run from January,November, December, I'm
lovin' the first of the month.Wake up, wake up,
wake up,wake up,wake up, it's the first of the month,so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks
and come on.Wish:It's the first of the
month. Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim, and
I slang on the double nine. Now to find them dubs, gonna get a
forty. Can a thug get love? What's up? Try to slang on my
corner, nigga, you's a goner. St. Clair niggas don't
like that. And sellin' them dummies, makin' that
money, come back, nigga, get pap pap. From the first to the
fifteenth niggas smoke plenty weed, but I gotta save, gotta come
up. Put my rocks in the cut. When I get high, nigga, blaze that
blunt. Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits, and add it
to the stash. Gotta watch my back, see, for niggas that's
tryin' to rob me, fool, but never no shorts or no losses,
dumpin', keepin' these niggas up off me. See, the
whole block, spend a couple bills, thugs smoke a lot of weed on
the first [the first].Wake up, wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,to get
up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come
on.Layzie:Wakin' up feelin' buzzed
off early in the morning, stretchin', I'm
yawnin', lightweight bent, chug-a-lug-a, take a fifth to
the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues. But it
is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on. Hop on the
phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone, "Wanna know, did
you're O.G. check come?"[Krayzie: "She put me
down."]"I'm a hop on the bus with Biz."[Krayzie: "You know, let's get drunk."]And I'm
comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk--nigga, T, just
put me down. Oh, God, how I love when the first come around,
now, me feelin that black and mild. Head across town,
'cause nigga the first get celebrated. Rushin' to the
block, 'cause I wanna get faded. Lookin' all wild,
'cause I'm need me hair braided. We heavy off into
this game. True to the first, just call me that cus slang: them
records from east & west,cuz making money, all across the world
mang. The first be the day for the dopeman slangin' that
cocaine, fool, and I'm workin' late tonight but i got
to make a life,so i ask the lord to keep my my boys sight . And
all them fiends be lovin' them thugs, 'cause I got
them rocks for them pipes. Come, come up with them ends. I gotta
get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff. You're
live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z, and the
Graveyard Shift on the first.Wake up, wake up, wake
up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month,to
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and
come on.
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