THC
Chillz Marley
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T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt Fire the sweet & slide to the beat 'Cus this gon' be the anthem Be-free Deep-inhale of sweet Mary No time to weep, but plenty of time To man up Let ya' chest breath in that stress release Indeed, it's all you need So, -roll Them grams up Spark ya' weed, let's make it hard to see If you have one Let's get it-lit On some hippy shit quick, flick ya bics We 'bout to hit-sticks, like it's madden Raise 'em high as me, I need to see Who need relief ? (Yuh! ), (- that's right ) Put ya' mothafucking hands up You gotta be a mean machine Don't keep Any fatigued energy, please, Go & get ya bands up Show that inner g & move ya feet Yeah, I suggest ya' stand up If you really think, you can hang with me All night, don't fall asleep I suggest ya' stand up Enjoy the breeze, 'cus it's ya' boy Chilly, Out to make a killing, I use to pop some wheelies, when I was A kid and always acting silly, but this time I'm not kiddin' I'm from that big ol' city, that show you no pity Where those streets are filthy, but they sure to feel me When I start to spitting At the park getting busy Bars, so damn witty Got they heads spinning, Got all em dizzy, Doing 360's Show 'em so quickly Got they eyes squinting Never penny pinching hippies Puffin dutch's, Double-clutching jimmies Gettin' jiggy, Like it was the 60's Those lighters get to flicking Puffing sticky Got the block misty and only some Ain't fucking with me Couple wimpy punks with They blunts lookin' skimpy Huddled up like Kansas City but can't chief Tonight, it's a lil' windy Hard to catch that light While, everyone else is feeling warm inside From the fire I provide, in my story Texas street be too much damn heat If I hit the block, be a party in the damn street Make a doll face drop like, when them toys saw Andy Start a stampede Let's just say, being handsome came in handy Handing handfuls of grams, Be-fore, I ran beats for sport 'Til I can't breathe T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt! T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt! T-H-C in a leaf You best believe I gotta damn blunt! Fire the sweet & slide to the beat 'Cus this gon' be the anthem Be-free Deep-inhale of sweet Mary No time to weep, but plenty of time To man up!
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