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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Hunger For More
I Get High
автор:
Lloyd Banks
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Hunger For More
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I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in here But Mr. Bouncer Man Don't put your motherfuckin' hands on me (Can I get high) Without you botherin' meEverybody you see in here tonight's Doin' the same thing, so why you keep player hatin' on me? (Can I get high) Without you botherin' me Ay, did you hit this shit?That la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highThat la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highI admit I got a problem, I keep comin' back for these Doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or your sack of seeds I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my knees And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breatheI blow a heavy load, you can subtract some G's 'Cause I'm a smoker, too much of this to choke ya I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence A musician can't operate without his instrumentsMy recent success rapidly got your bitch convinced Haters mad they can't look inside 'cause I pitched the tints I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate The secondhand smoke'll make a nigga wanna start shitSometimes I think 'bout where the niggaz from the start went Raise up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment It's just one of them things that I do with my spare time My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share mineThat la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highThat la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highNow they put they hands out, 'cause of the way shit bend So you niggaz ain't smokin' if you don't chip in Listen I waited long for these rocks to glisten From that one-room pad without a pot to piss inOver betrayal is not forgiven I do this for my niggaz locked up that's comin' home to lobster livin' Helpin' the cop's forbidden, 'bout to buy momma her own mansion Just so I can see her pop the ribbonThat Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so long Snoop had to tell me, "Pass the weed nephew!" Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off 'Cause the pump'll make you "Jump" like Kris KrossMy nigga dead and it's hard to let go So I'm blowin' on that wet doe, same color as Gecko We follow hood codes and everybody in the set know We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?That la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highThat la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highSay 'gain won't you blow it with the best of them Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the purple palm trees I told dem don't mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament Do you want to smoke wit me?Weed rollin', G-strollin', bad-mouthin' muh'fucker Law breakin', pimp slappin' niggaz for the fuck of it Hip-Hoppin', ziplockin', riprockin' gang banger "Thought you was an actor," thought I was a singerThought about ridin' if you say you wanna hang tough D.P.G. unit sounds like danger You might wanna manage your anger Hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuffNow lay back on the law This new weed that I got I call it face off 'Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech My niggaz a beast, on me from the West to the East, preach!That la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get highThat la lah-lah, I be smokin' Be gettin' me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be rollin' Barely gives you a buzz, me I get high
Это интересно:Парняга с фактурной внешностью: оттопыренные уши, выступающие надбровные дуги, приплюснутый нос боксера и губищи, очерченные тонкой линией усиков. Мускулистое тело расписано татуировками и увешано драгоценными побрякушками. Фартовый жиган Lloyd Banks собственной персоной. В вопросах имиджа он не считает нужным выходить за рамки гангстерских стереотипов, поэтому выглядит как чертовски... продолжение
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