[Inhale's weed] man let me hit dat weed doe
Oooo man dis is sum dro [inhales sum more]
Man dats fcked up wat happened 2 ol boi da other day
Tshh man u kno how niggas b
Half ain't playas an end up on da fron page of da f*ckin news paper
F*ck dem suckas... dats wats he get fa runnin is mutha f*ckin mouth... BITCH
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 1:]
Real playaz like to smoke a
Stroke a off a in her throata
Bend ova let me poke her
Hold up I saw mo dope a
Don't take me fo a joka
Hollows will make ya croaka
My hands around your throata
Grip grip tight like a choka
Hate hate me fo no reason
Beat beat yo ass like a pea
Pumpkin head whatchu getta
It must be killin season
For some droppas and suckas
Coward ass mothuf*ckas
Poppin off that cappa
Could get chu killed like othas
Maybe it's not yo time a
Maybe it could be mine a
Then put me in a box and burry me with my nine a
Forty-Fo in my shotty
Hatas up in dere salty
Wishin they could put tha bullets up in my body
But that's if I'm a gonna
When I smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and po... ted marijuana
Project Pat in this bitcha
Tryin to man get richa
The first pull off this dope is gonna getcha
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 2:]
Stay down about cho gama
Fama I never claima
A mug is on my face a
For those who are a stranga
Strange couse I do not know ya
Chip chip up on my shoulda
I'm knockin out yo teethes
Fist hard just like a boulda
I'm creepin in the Nova
So wet out in cadova
A nigga done got boulda
His life is gon be ova
Grey tape with clip bananna
A kidnap I can handle
He came to me with Anga
He should of mind his manners
I hit him with the tecca
Damn near tore off his necka
He prayin I won't squosh him
He shoulda prayed to Mecca
You hataz like to tick me
Squeeze triggaz till I'm empty
This weed turned me out
I damn near let it pimp me
I'm stealin 2 get higher
Smokin nothin butt fire
(Damn that was my last line dog)
Nigga you's a lia
Some cause would try to screw me
I told em mane don't do me
I'm drinkin on that brewsky
This shit is goin threw me
Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta...
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Out the pen
One more gen
It's ya dog stackin ens
Makin cheese f*ckin hoes
Knockin ducks off they toes
Up the nose
Goes the white
Pimpin hoes take a flight
Like a kite like a plane
My nigga I'm the mane
Mista don't take no shit
Mista will take yo bitch
Ten toes bout da biz
Cowards cannot handle dis
Scandaliz bad noise
Bout to bust on my boys
Check niggaz fo they grip
Pistols swings, busted lip
Busted chops that's yo ass
Punk bitch wheres the cash
Money green, chedder cheese
All bitches hit they knees
Serve em up with a rock
Disturbute them with a track
Always keepin me a glock
Place it up on ya back
Fat sacks I'm smokin on
Mack man with a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Ridin by then I shoot
Whos to say cheefin hay
Hustlin to get payed
Round the clock
Round the way
Gettin mines every day
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[Inhale's weed] man let me hit dat weed doe
Oooo man dis is sum dro [inhales sum more]
Man dats fcked up wat happened 2 ol boi da other day
Tshh man u kno how niggas b
Half ain't playas an end up on da fron page of da f*ckin news paper
F*ck dem suckas... dats wats he get fa runnin is mutha f*ckin mouth... BITCH
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 1:]
Real playaz like to smoke a
Stroke a off a in her throata
Bend ova let me poke her
Hold up I saw mo dope a
Don't take me fo a joka
Hollows will make ya croaka
My hands around your throata
Grip grip tight like a choka
Hate hate me fo no reason
Beat beat yo ass like a pea
Pumpkin head whatchu getta
It must be killin season
For some droppas and suckas
Coward ass mothuf*ckas
Poppin off that cappa
Could get chu killed like othas
Maybe it's not yo time a
Maybe it could be mine a
Then put me in a box and burry me with my nine a
Forty-Fo in my shotty
Hatas up in dere salty
Wishin they could put tha bullets up in my body
But that's if I'm a gonna
When I smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and po... ted marijuana
Project Pat in this bitcha
Tryin to man get richa
The first pull off this dope is gonna getcha
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 2:]
Stay down about cho gama
Fama I never claima
A mug is on my face a
For those who are a stranga
Strange couse I do not know ya
Chip chip up on my shoulda
I'm knockin out yo teethes
Fist hard just like a boulda
I'm creepin in the Nova
So wet out in cadova
A nigga done got boulda
His life is gon be ova
Grey tape with clip bananna
A kidnap I can handle
He came to me with Anga
He should of mind his manners
I hit him with the tecca
Damn near tore off his necka
He prayin I won't squosh him
He shoulda prayed to Mecca
You hataz like to tick me
Squeeze triggaz till I'm empty
This weed turned me out
I damn near let it pimp me
I'm stealin 2 get higher
Smokin nothin butt fire
(Damn that was my last line dog)
Nigga you's a lia
Some cause would try to screw me
I told em mane don't do me
I'm drinkin on that brewsky
This shit is goin threw me
Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta...
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Out the pen
One more gen
It's ya dog stackin ens
Makin cheese f*ckin hoes
Knockin ducks off they toes
Up the nose
Goes the white
Pimpin hoes take a flight
Like a kite like a plane
My nigga I'm the mane
Mista don't take no shit
Mista will take yo bitch
Ten toes bout da biz
Cowards cannot handle dis
Scandaliz bad noise
Bout to bust on my boys
Check niggaz fo they grip
Pistols swings, busted lip
Busted chops that's yo ass
Punk bitch wheres the cash
Money green, chedder cheese
All bitches hit they knees
Serve em up with a rock
Disturbute them with a track
Always keepin me a glock
Place it up on ya back
Fat sacks I'm smokin on
Mack man with a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Ridin by then I shoot
Whos to say cheefin hay
Hustlin to get payed
Round the clock
Round the way
Gettin mines every day
Oooo man dis is sum dro [inhales sum more]
Man dats fcked up wat happened 2 ol boi da other day
Tshh man u kno how niggas b
Half ain't playas an end up on da fron page of da f*ckin news paper
F*ck dem suckas... dats wats he get fa runnin is mutha f*ckin mouth... BITCH
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 1:]
Real playaz like to smoke a
Stroke a off a in her throata
Bend ova let me poke her
Hold up I saw mo dope a
Don't take me fo a joka
Hollows will make ya croaka
My hands around your throata
Grip grip tight like a choka
Hate hate me fo no reason
Beat beat yo ass like a pea
Pumpkin head whatchu getta
It must be killin season
For some droppas and suckas
Coward ass mothuf*ckas
Poppin off that cappa
Could get chu killed like othas
Maybe it's not yo time a
Maybe it could be mine a
Then put me in a box and burry me with my nine a
Forty-Fo in my shotty
Hatas up in dere salty
Wishin they could put tha bullets up in my body
But that's if I'm a gonna
When I smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and po... ted marijuana
Project Pat in this bitcha
Tryin to man get richa
The first pull off this dope is gonna getcha
[Chorus: x2]
Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed)
Drinkin bottles of that liquor (mo den we need)
This 9mm (will make you bleed)
I advise you niggaz (don't f*ck with me)
[Verse 2:]
Stay down about cho gama
Fama I never claima
A mug is on my face a
For those who are a stranga
Strange couse I do not know ya
Chip chip up on my shoulda
I'm knockin out yo teethes
Fist hard just like a boulda
I'm creepin in the Nova
So wet out in cadova
A nigga done got boulda
His life is gon be ova
Grey tape with clip bananna
A kidnap I can handle
He came to me with Anga
He should of mind his manners
I hit him with the tecca
Damn near tore off his necka
He prayin I won't squosh him
He shoulda prayed to Mecca
You hataz like to tick me
Squeeze triggaz till I'm empty
This weed turned me out
I damn near let it pimp me
I'm stealin 2 get higher
Smokin nothin butt fire
(Damn that was my last line dog)
Nigga you's a lia
Some cause would try to screw me
I told em mane don't do me
I'm drinkin on that brewsky
This shit is goin threw me
Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta...
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Out the pen
One more gen
It's ya dog stackin ens
Makin cheese f*ckin hoes
Knockin ducks off they toes
Up the nose
Goes the white
Pimpin hoes take a flight
Like a kite like a plane
My nigga I'm the mane
Mista don't take no shit
Mista will take yo bitch
Ten toes bout da biz
Cowards cannot handle dis
Scandaliz bad noise
Bout to bust on my boys
Check niggaz fo they grip
Pistols swings, busted lip
Busted chops that's yo ass
Punk bitch wheres the cash
Money green, chedder cheese
All bitches hit they knees
Serve em up with a rock
Disturbute them with a track
Always keepin me a glock
Place it up on ya back
Fat sacks I'm smokin on
Mack man with a tone
P-A-T bout the lout
Ridin by then I shoot
Whos to say cheefin hay
Hustlin to get payed
Round the clock
Round the way
Gettin mines every day