Lyrics:
at me like my name was Gary Graham
Watch my trunk slam and my crack fool, nigga ride wit a fo fo
Bout to decide to shit you, viewed the loop
Sound
smoke that green dope
That high I'm on cloud 9 dro yah
I don't fuck with seeds
You keep your weed I got my own hoe
Shit, you wonder why La Chat don't
dreams ghetto schemes
Pull up on the scene, big cop of codeine
Six inch screens sticky green, I keep's my endo
Catch me in your hood, looking good doing
ain't your typical G
Went hard class from six, still mastered the streets
We maneuver with rugers, over paper we'll do ya
Smuggled the green moved
from six, still mastered the streets
We maneuver with rugers, over paper we'll do ya
Smuggled the green moved the white, travel by night cause it's
brain leaks out concealed
In green clouds toss comets like bombs
Meteors for all counts (what?)
A wasteland no man survive the aftermath
Extinction to let
Ride the rhythm like the women
Who ain't even trying
To win if the prize is a ribbon
These are the times that we live in when
Opportunity knocks only
Giro coi soldati di Jah, mica quelli col 666
Io so di gente che parla e svariona dopo un solo spliff
Sei pronto al clash? Parlaci di MD, ma non parlar
Wild child, I was seventeen
Born again when I heard Patsy sing
Just a little piece of a good thing
My evolution, my evolution
Heart broken by a green
pitchin' in
I hope you understand, this ain't a sob story
I did this by myself
No one did the job for me
I took a different route
Right road into
on every discussion
See myself is the meaning
Get out of everyone's dream
I'm so influenced by train wreck
We picking up steam
It's like "choo choo"
when I hit yo shit danger
Multiple rounds when the caliber spit
Like my folks BO I mash on tracks to get the paper
Money by the ton stack the loot
Been driving around, nothing to do
Every move I make leads me to you
Sweet summertime, so warm and green
Ain't felt like this since seventeen
I caught her staring, a psychedelic dancer,
Green velvet down to her thighs,
We took a ride in a blissful celebration,
A zillion roses fell down
rims way bigger than yours
Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it a bucket, a Delta,
and a pipe
Or a bike and a spinner, a weapon and some transport, for my little nigga
Posted Destiny up on her b-day, and got blocked by bare silly hoes
But
Walk down, we don't do no drive-by's
Hop out with that 30 stick
Put that bitch between his eyes
When you go up on this mission
You better not damn
peeve 2 let's see hm
Niggas would ride the wave
Like whatever they see, do
No Baylor, but the sea green BU
Got bitches giving super dome
On Drew Breeze
Take a ride, slip inside my telescope
Purple sky drifting by way down below
And the neon lights melt together like strawberry pie
Monkey moon, zebra
the dead
To rise up and jump on your head
Wicked shit cause blood to shed
I ride a voodoo train right through your brain
I'm like a demon statue
I'm
Climb up here beside me
We can ride and find a friend unfound
Put your foot upon the laughing gas
And drive your grin around
Omnibus, take
strong while Gz get your ride on
I been there and done that, no tellin
If I ever come back but if I do, I ain't scared of it
See some niggas call drug
are wild lame
Yall ain't nothing to sweat, uH
Still certified greens and tan trees
Still in the hood like
Damp leaves and banshees
The last time they
[Verse 1]
Suicide bomb, from Al'Qaeda to the Qu'ran
Represent your clique and our Jihad, bangin from God to Enron
Bin Laden is still C.I.A.
John
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