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Whole Lotta Weed

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Real playaz like to smoke a whole lotta weed)

Drinking bottles of that liquor all that we need)

This 9mm will make you bleed)

I advise you niggaz don't f**k wit me)

Real playaz like to smoke a whole lotta weed)

Drinking bottles of that liquor all that we need)

This 9mm will make you bleed)

I advise you niggaz don't f**k wit me)

Real playaz like to smoke a

Stroke a offa in her throata

Bend ova let me poke her

Rolla up some more dopa

Don't take me fo a joka

Hollows will make ya croaka

My hands around your throata

Grip grip tight and choke her

Hate hate me fo no reason

Beat beat yo like a

Pumpking head whatchu getta

It must be killing season

For some droppas and suckas

Coward ass mothuf**kas

Popping off that cappa

Could get chu killed like othas

Maybe its not yo time

Maybe it could be mine

Then put me in a box and burry me wit my nine

Forty-four and my side

Hatas up in south

Wishing they put tha bullets up in my body

But that's if I'm a gonna

When I smell the aroma

Of brown cold liquor and polted marijuana

Project pat in this bitcha

Trying to man get richa

The first hit off this dope is gonna getcha

Real playaz like to smoke a whole lotta weed)

Drinking bottles of that liquor all that we need)

This 9mm will make you bleed)

I advise you niggaz don't f**k wit me)

Real playaz like to smoke a whole lotta weed)

Drinking bottles of that liquor all that we need)

This 9mm will make you bleed)

I advise you niggaz don't f**k wit me)

Stay down about cho gama

Fama I never claima

I mug ya in ya facea

For those who are a stranga

Strange couse I do not knowa

Chip chip on yo shoulda

I'm knocking out you teeths

Hits hard just like a boulda

I'm creepin in the Nova

So what I'm in codopa

A n***a done got boulda

His life is gon be ova

Grey tape with clip bananna

I kidnap I can handle

He came to me with Anna

He should of mind his manners

I hit him with the tecca

Damn near tore off his necka

He praying im gon squosh him

He shoulda prayed to Mecca

You hataz like to tick me

Squeeze triggaz till im empty

This weed turned me out

I damn near let it hit me

Smoking nothin but that fire

Damn that was my last line dog)

n***a you's a lia

So you trying to screw me

I told you not to do me

I'm drinking on that brewsky

This shit is going threw me

Out the pen

One more get

Is yo dog stacking ens

Making cheese f**king hoes

Knocking ducks off they toes

Up the nose

Goes the white

Pimping hoes take a flight

Like a kite like a plane

My n***a I'm the man

Mista don't take no shit

Mista well take yo b***h

Ten toes bout to bes

Cowards can't handle these

Scandle these north

Bout to bust on my boys

Check niggaz fo they grip

Pistols busted lip

Busted chops that's yo ass

Punk b***h wheres the cash

Money green chedder cheese

All bitches hit they knees

Serve em up ready to rock

Disturbute them on da check

Always keep a mere glock

Place it up to your back

Fat sacks your smoking on

Mack man wit a tone

P-a-t bout the lout

Riding by then I shoot

Whos to say cheefing hay

Hustling to get pay

Round the clock

Round the way

Getting minds every day