Smokin' (Clean)

歌詞

(2 da gods, 2 da earth) (Pass Dat Shit Man) Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potan I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Zoom from outer space he comes Blunt in his mouth wit his hand on his gun Bitchs flappin they guns Though he be clappin' an shootin' guys Actor all movie star rapper revolution Nas What is his race, nation, or creed Is he Arabic, Black, Latin, Asian they read Magazines say I walked on water Talked to da heavens Spit at judges Stepped on peasants But in reality I just entered ya galaxy September 73 up in these wild streets Fuckin' des wild freaks A hero my hoes An momasteek got me tarin' my close Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potain' I gotta bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come one We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on My niggas smoke wit one lung If he cough he might die pass em des tree's The liquor bottles almost empty We about to collide wit da emeny Only way you die is if it's ment to be Your fuckin' wit a general No discussion it's da principle We bustin' it's da end of you Now we knockin' on ya momma door Like we came to fix da sink My kinda war Death angel's commin for you Sprit horse runnin' from ya body like young guns 1 and 2 Paramits fightin' for you Who's gonna win da hands of time or da hands of medicine Don't cry witness ya fate Dis is ya wait Walk by ya casket spin in ya face Into da fall dog The light is ya god An when ya gone all ya niggas gonna light it wit nas Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Now does your creep move potan' I gotta bunch of bullets an a bag on guns I'll pass em to my niggas come one We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullits an a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Pardon but I got a question of life now Look at the nigga next to ya right now Is he real, fake or scared Do it like dis niggas right hands in da air Ball it into a fist an put it over your heart Now lets say it all together let the sermony start I shall stay real, true, stay holdin' figga's Neva put a bitch ova my nigga's I shall never cooperate wit da law Never snake me i'll always hold ya down in war If dey take one of mine I'll take one of there's I never break da oath to da death I sware I sware Dats how we plegalegance to da ilance Of under worlds, killas, n thugs Though the signs of a nigga are yet to be found So light up some green n pass it around Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potan I gotta bunch of bullits n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my nigga's come on We by coastin Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I gotta bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come somke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up