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Yeah buddy

smokin like a chimney

Blunt rolled phat always puffin on a sticky

got a big bag

roll a zigzag

is the blunt sparked up take a big drag

got a sick swag

not a issue

Me and nick noff stay smoking like pistols

blunt gonna rip you

make your eyes squint

evident that I smoke foreign weed, immigrant

window tints they conceal while we smoke behind the wheel

drive down half a block so quick to find a deal

then I peal back a rap cause I find my target

weed sell itself you just gotta find a market

getchyo lighters out have faith blunts spark it.

blunts rolled fat like I stay rollin carpets

tax dont charge it

wont buy often

need me something potent thats gonna keep me coughin

dont wanna cross him

haters try to skimp you

red dot on they forehead like a hindu

cold like a igloo

sharp like a ginsu

my dogs downna fight

dont make em Michael Vick you

im just gettin money like i work 2 jobs

and i stay fckin high like my name snoop dog

who mob like i do

while i drink on this handle

smoke like a vandal

leave them haters scrambled

you gambled your life now im about to change the channel

dank ass weed keep me lit like a candle

handle my beef in the street what i do

we like police lights haze red and blue

if you got beef dont step to my crew

pussy, money, weed dog aint that truth

still comin wit it and the flow still perfect

motherfckrs know this shit is allergic

better get detergent

man im splurgin

everybody know gettin cash thats urgent

who the f*** is swervin

cause im drunk drivin

still mile high and stay survivin

 

motherf***in lye then motherf***in bombin

everybody calm till these motherf***rs mob in

yeah

and we still is the best

where you at and i claim me a west

in my chest there is weed

and its neva gonna leave

i do not come in game slow

man i dont fatigue

hold on who is he

the motherfckin boss

boss nee yon man you dont wanna cross

everytime i go man you see how i floss

and i chay in the spot with my boy nick noff

yeah im easy

motherfckn cheesy

fingers gettin cheddar and i spit like weezy

man im like jeezy

gimme that snowman

who u fckin know cause im smokin on a old man

Yeah

And they like "Oh man"

Got motherfckin 40, 4 grams

You know we smoke mad blunts

then made 2 12 bump in the trunk

Uhh!

And we smoke on the skunk

People like "Yo man pass the funk"

I dont really care

I know its fckin scary

light this bitch up then I pass while its cherry

John Kerry

you runnin

Im winnin

Im blunted

Say suttin

You frontin

These mutherfu**rs know we bumpin