文本歌词

A.G. - Weed Scented
Written by：John
Turn it up
Pack ya whole crew
I bring it to ya live one hundred percent
I bring it to ya live pack ya whole crew
I bring it to ya live
Yo excuse you for not knowing we always been spot blowing
You kick rhymes but you're not flowing
You think you shine you're not glowing
Where we're headed you're not going
Tell your girl she needs to stop h*eing
Heard she got caught showing her naked a** for no cash
Loves to blow d**k word to rick she's low class
But getting back to you you ain't making dude
With ya cellophane game you can catch a smack too
With ya fake eye smug you ain't a thug f**k ya attitude
Best show the guru and his fam some gratitude
You mad at me I'm mad at you
You hate on me I laugh at you
I'm warning dog on it tell my homeboys to clap at you
N**gaz tried to murder me for a wristwatch
Rap sh*t ain't no comedy word to Chris rock
N**gaz'll stair like queers for years
Cause when I spit tight you get rocked
Word to Jimi Hendrix it's w**d scented
It's so dirty they can't believe that we did it
It's w**d scented get the dutch and put some trees in it
Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it
Spit a verse pass the mic
Yo let me hit it
I got the beat like a dutch fill it with something sticky
Perceed getting bend at the same time getting busy
Chocolate flows spark the dro Mary Jane make the eyes low
Cheech and chong hit the bong many colors spond with phenomenon
Sh*t is g d a g party and d flow the don
N**ga it's on we about to form in the form of a storm
It's big toys rock laciers and pop dom
Dough or die drink Henri puff on tie
I'm too pulled for some heads like dust mixed with lye
O c I'll be MVP so envy me
This verse here is better than ya whole CD
Respond to it anybody I'm begging y'all could do it
I smash any that wanna get stupid
F**k y'all think this is this ain't no game
It goes without saying n**gaz know my name
Uhh it's so dirty they can't believe that we did it
It's w**d scented get the dutch and put some trees in it
Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it
Spit a verse pass the mic
And let me hit it
It's a g still breathing still in here eating
Deal on the table millionaires by the weekend
Play with my wip you watch like Seiko when I kick
Like kaydo and stay low when I spit
No whip hit the train
No hits you get the blame
Gotta go b**ch sucking no d**k you get the same
I get dirty in the Benz galendo wagon
Stack ends heavy with friends and we packing
Get rid of me you gotta send me packing
I'm a empty to the last one and each line is heavy as the last one
I can't believe that wack sh*t is hot to them
The truck stop ya oxygen spit twenty I spot ya ten
Got most asking how they last this long
Gotta show you on the video to see where ya a** went wrong
Raw and em bet flex and clue and em blast this song
Roll the ga**a up light it and pass it along
It's a g and sheishty n**gaz ain't permitted around me
I don't even like these n**gaz haters get from around me
Tracks is fat soon as I hear this said I'm a murder this
Chick try to flow with these I'm a hurt the b**ch
Dump the body in malali like SAM berkowicz
For one fifty fifth in court land office in Boston we spit it often
Uhh it's so dirty they can't believe that we did it
It's w**d scented get the dutch and put some trees in it
Pack a shorty at the bar then leave with it
Spit a verse pass the mic
And let me hit it