Lyrics:
How many bags can a Bagchaser chase?
If he pass, get away with the cash in your safe
Split the racks up with Paid
Blunted, he the one that put that
In public blunted
My eyes red like im uchia clan
Flying like i'm peterman
Swear like i'll never land
Red blue lights behind me
Get the spray and hide
Anda con la faka-taka, rakataka
Y le dicen "La turraka-taka"
Mueve la butaca-taca
Rompe con el taka-taka
Siempre con la faka-taka, rakataka (Blunted
gotta do for the money
Dondatta and Sagat be stuntin'
And we in here with gabs gettin blunted
And round these parts i aint scared of nothing
Do what we
And when you see my head high
You swear you know that I'm blunted
Every little thing that I do
Goes beyond me and you
Understand that I got to
Stand up
blunted
Now we in the mix and we stuntin
We stuntin
In the mix and we stuntin
In the mix and we stuntin
In the mix and we stuntin, we stuntin
We get
Pimpin hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, schemin on a gang-bang
She should've used
blunted from trees
And we'll be round ya all day (why?), 'til we "400 Degreez"
And you see when it get dark, nobody be on the porch
They got a nigga that
cruising up the block, I be passing her
Pimping hard with the female passenger
And the only time I call her to hang
Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy,
and beat your ass legally
I get too blunted off the funny home grown
'Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono
So if I said I never
Put up the barriers, shut down your senses
Cover up with all of your pretenses
See no evil, your eyes are blunted
We are the hunters, we are
blunted from trees
And we'll be round ya all day (why?), 'til we "400 Degreez"
And you see when it get dark, nobody be on the porch
They got a nigga that
Put up the barriers, shut down your senses
Cover up with all of your pretenses
See no evil, your eyes are blunted
We are the hunters, we are
Put up the barriers, shut down your senses
Cover up with all of your pretenses
See no evil, your eyes are blunted
We are the hunters, we are
Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine
Now I roll up torpedoes, get blunted with Rastas
For a hefty fee, I'm on your record like Bob Costas
I own so many
million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm about is talkin' blunt and staying blunted
Pretty women,
did it done it and stunted
Fronted a hundred to my nigga cause he want to get blunted
Ain't nothing to it, but to do it so I did it cause I'm wit it
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones on the blunted was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that
blunted
Take me if you want it to the Ho-Jo
Up all night like (No-Doz)
Yes, I got the feeling, feel me flow
Don't ask me if I'm nasty, freaky deaky
blunted, that's why your bitch came
And she stay, she ain't scared that I got felonies
Love a country nigga, with the pot
Teachin' hoes my new recipe
She
lobby blunted
And I don't even smoke nigga, ain't no joke
Niggaz cat fighti' with Jigga, kickin' sneaky shit
Makin' little tapes but keepin' it secret
to the mountain top, MLK day
To the streets I speak my piece like an A.K
47 To 87 to the hundreds
Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted
Dreams
I want what I want how I want when I want it
I'mma keep it a hunnid, I'm blunted
I don't give a damn, I don't give a fuck about another man
Fuck
nigga
Every time you ever saw me I was strapped nigga
Getting blunted in the back nigga
No this ain't a 550, this a 'Bach, nigga
Nigga prolly spend
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