[Romero] I'm high as a motherfucker Just gonna smoke my whole life away
Chorus: G Money I smoke the weed Tryin' to hide the pain Spendin' all of my time Smoke my life away You can feel it inside Take a look at my eyes Can you Feel the pain Mary, mary, take my pain away We struggle in time It's written all on my face Take a look at my eyes Don't you dare look away Mary jane to maintain Tryin' to Heal my pain
[Verse 1: Romero] Kickin' in the door with the double dawg, pump Shotgun, trucha, comin' in, people screamin' And pushin', I'm shovin', I'm buggin', I'm thuggin', I'm muggin' Showin' no lovin' for you, where my cousin, now what (SHUT THE FUCK UP) Bringing heat out the oven, they call me No-Good-For-Nothin' I'm always huffin' and puffin', about to get into somethin' And if you stompin', I'm jumpin' in, the Clika, I'm bumpin' it New Mexico Lobo, ain't the fool to be fuckin' with Igniting like dynamite, my beat is atomically Your automatic AK-47, ain't no stoppin' me Got the chronic, got it proper, G I'm Romero, like (???), I'm a always be on top of things I put the chronic in the bowl, take a motherfuckin' Pull, out the motherfuckin' fool like a mystery (Know who?) I'm a lobo, I'm a rebel, I'm a angel I'm a devil, on the norte, on the sur, on the east side and the west If you wish me all the best, I'm a keep you in the chest See, you see me on the press, see, you see me smokin' stress See, you see a loco blessed I was never nothin' more, I was never nothin' less Put my life on the beat, comin' live from the streets Time to fill me up a drink, take a toast to the very upmost Gettin' weeded til I comatoast Mary, mary All I weeded, I'm a get you blown Home blown All my road dawgs know That I give it all I got Always blowin' out the spot, 4:20 on the dot Time to fire up a crop Everybody puffin' on it when I'm blazin' up the chronic non-stop So I'm a hit it on the drop, hold it in, let it out I'm so motherfuckin' high, that I'm bleedin' from the mouth Wrap my tongue up on the mic I'm a smoke away my life Tryin' to hide from the pain
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[Verse 2: Bad Boy] Smokin' weed on the daily Waiting til Death says Since the eighties, I lived in the crib full of babies Left in the dark, was the spark, in the park Walkin' with a strap, with nowhere to go, Mary Mary Jane Helped me to Ease the pain To maintain the gank, to take gain, start hustlin' The dope, to change, to make thangs Stop fuckin' with them hoes, get up, and get paid, homie Get made I got me a weapon to spray I was lost for a day Walkin' the streets with some heat and some hay And ended up Locked in a cage like a slave Caught in a daze "Funny as fuck," you could say I got out and got blazed Took a turn, lookin' up How to change Was tellin' a Bad Boy Not to play, but Mary Jane, along with the nuts to get brave And the hopes to get saved Got me a name in the gang I would kill for Takin' my bullshit To the grave Nothin' but 702 blues, troops In the '82 Coup deuce, gotta move My attitude, screwed Gotta get me some weed to get me through (Fuck that shit up, dawg)
Hook: Bad Boy Smokin' with nothin' to do Writin' and rappin' and shit There ain't nothin' new Livin' and waitin' til death do us part For my dreams to come true
[Bad Boy] Say it again
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[Bad Boy] Smoke some
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[Verse 3: Doc Well] From Tropicana to Bonanza I'm attackin' motherfuckers Like some brand form of deadly cancer With a handgun Throwin' tantrums whenever I go More then a day without Talkin' to Samson, like Half Baked I'm smokin' at a fast pace On a motherfuckin' blunt of that California skunk In an instance, so you know I'm a get stuck And you're gonna get struct Cause I'm drunk and don't give a fuck, roll another I'm already done with the first You don't really feel the pain, you just pretend that it hurts You haven't the slightest idea on how the planet works There's way more to life than what you can read in a book Chasin' skirts Rockin' new shirts and put D's on your shit I come equipped with a full .380 caliber clip You ain't gotta be a doctor to see that I'm sick A bitch ain't gotta know I'm rappin' to get on the dick But it sure as fuck helps Especially when I'm locked up In the county with no money for bail I'm Don Well, I rock well, my eternal restin' place is hell So I don't care to play fair Fuck the world and everybody on it I'm so God damn bored with life that I'm yawnin' I don't see the new sun dawnin' In fact I'm pissed off When I wake up cause I lived to see the mornin' Fuck it, I hit longer than a cigarette I live my life by the second with no regret Like Rodney I swear I get no respect From these dumb Motherfuckers til they get checked On their chin Now, chasin' death Fuck runnin' from it I feel haunted by the general public Another critizin' people like me who stay blunted Chase smoke and drink liquor all night, livin' toxic
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[Verse 4: Brown] Ese Brown, steppin' in, with the Click And we already in the game, loco to the brain Comin' with the gangbang Vocals, it's the motherfuckin' Local boys, out makin' noise with your homeboys Clika One up in their low toys Now we're makin' more noise Like hood niggas in a Rolls Royce Only becomin' a street voice, spit the rhyme With the gangsta poise and my closest homeboys Are criminal minded with no choice, take a toke And get the fuck out, struck out, spillin' your guts out No heart, no doubt, I'm in the Caddy, gettin' Smoked out With the locs on And I'm probably coked out, should I bring 'em out With the gun shot (Shit) Why not Never listen to words in my verse, since I was cursed To be the worst from the first day The vato bursted From the bullets I gave him in the First place Never disrespect the name Clika One to the brain, same things With the Mary Jane to maintain Fuck the shame, I'm gonna swallow the pain To the brain With the 40 bottle exchange (Bullets are hollow) We ain't promised tomorrow So why bother Crooked paths are hard to follow When street life is hard to swallow (Light that shit up)
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[G Money] I smoke the weed Tried to hide my pain You can feel it Inside Take a look Can you take a look Whoa, no Mary, Mary, take my pain away I feel it inside Take a look Mary Jane to maintain Heal my pain You will all light a toke To fix my body Can you, heal my pain Can you feel me, feel me, yeah ListenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
