High Come Down (Original Version)

By chico só

On Wild ’N Tha West

Released on 2001

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[Chorus: Nate Dogg

Oooh, you make my

High, come down

Oooh, you make my

High

Come down

You make my high

Come

All the way, down

Oooh, you make my

High

Come down


[Verse 1: Coolwadda]

Hit the coast with a sudden impact

Royals in the eight-pack, zip in the zip-pack

Heat packed for the whole trip

{*Niggas*} don't emcee

They just say they do until I spit

{*Shit*}

Get lifted with blunts, snap once

Pssh

Limit the bounce like bad bungee jumps

Parallel, on the hunt for the chips

Flash

[Chico] Take a walk with it, pointed on ya hip

[Coolwadda] {*Fuck*} it though, that's me

Who is you?

I'm down with Dirty Jerks, and R.C. and A.P

But who is you?

Juan, simple vetta to the rest

{*Niggas*} seem to have a vendetta on the West

Serve you Ghost Rider cause you not versin'

The Scouting Report

Says, "Hot person"

So watch who you {*fuckin'*} with

You {*fuckin'*} up my high, little {*bitch*}

Repeat Chorus


[Verse 2: Chico]

You can't explain this

Cause I'm a carry out my due

Chico hood's the chipper

Chip with chrome buster

Ugh

For pickin' up the phone

Well, I used to {*fuck*} that {*ho*}

But now

{*Fuck*} that {*ho*}

Like I want her back

{*Nigga*}

{*Fuck*} that {*ho*}

See me in the breeze

Underneath the palm trees

Holla at you now, please, spit it from the throat

This west side neighborhood, I'm a low

Now A.P., if you ever need some get back

Call me

I'll make sure it get back

Catch a flight

Pssh

Catch 'em in the night

Parallel double barrels

{*Fuckin'*} right

In fact, the impact gon' be sudden

Five times, bloke

All through his buttons

Please believe

Said trip you'll receive

A exit out this universe

On me

Repeat Chorus

(Verse 3)


[Chico]

My Bible wouldn't been preached

Been the beast, I been the prey

Parallel park in here

And get towed away

Stowed away

In the back of the trunk where the tool be

Fools be actin' like I won't bust this uzi

Cool, he proves me

Over yonder

In that little white

Honda, Civic, they thought that street {*shit*}

Well then, I can get to livin'

Let me out here

Pivot post

I'm chippin' in {*shit niggas*} up close


[Coolwadda]

I bust the uzi so you can bust one

Must've brought your high

Down, to get you on one, Chico

So you know I'm on one

And when they scatter and run

Hop out the cut with the pump shotgun

Just in case

I got to come on y'all like eight minutes

Ride for the chips, parallel

Til we finish

Rearrange rap with the rare raw flow

Not feelin' y'all, bringin' down my hydro

Repeat Chorus

Hook: Nate Dogg

Just hit the eastside

Of the {*fuckin'*} L.B.C

I don't associate with haters

How mother{*fuckin'*} gangstas be

Just hit the dope

Spot

Just picked up some bomb ass {*weed*}

Man, I'll holla at you later

I'm about to hit these streets

As sure as my game is tight

Just spotted a real dame piece

I thought my day could not be greater

That's about the time I peeped

There go Mr. John N. Law

All in my rear view

The next thing I heard was sirens

Tell me, what am I to do?

Repeat Chorus