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    Hey yo this is no lie-i-i
    me and my niggaz gettin' high-i-i
    yo if you look up in the sky-i-i
    you might see us floatin' by-i-i

    You see biggie be like whats beef?
    me i'm like whats weed
    weed is actually a medicine 4 me
    you know every 4 hours like a prescription i smoke
    and i'm thankin' my reefer chiefer for making me choke
    i'm like one of those half baked thugz
    i'm in love
    then after that roll cool J's i need bud
    cuz i still piss stems
    and still shit seeds
    i spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed
    Wrap Sumden' always
    i smoke more than cheech and chong
    my best friends a bong and my homie's is smoka's only
    i know one day i'm gon' stop
    but that'll be the day that my seeds don't pop
    you see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick
    but on the other hand, soon as i'm sober
    i forget
    shit, i'm still stuck at point A ya dig?
    and my momma think that i should quit


    Yeah i get high
    you might see me stroll by
    in the bob marley tie-dye
    with the red eye
    i'm sick now
    i think i'm catching glacoma
    standin' on the corner looking for weed donars

    you know how we do it kid
    we get that good herb and swerve
    till the gas run out
    the way we smokes absured
    That's my word, Wrap somethin'
    make a nigga clap somethin'
    get all mad and slap somethin'

    Yo grab the towel cover the smoke alarms and doors
    see i smoke alone i need grass like lawn mowers
    see it's dutch time, roll up it's clutch time
    when i burn mine
    dont you ever ever touch mine

    Fire'it up dawg
    but watch out for 5-0
    eyes low
    from pinny hynny and hydro
    fuck a bitch and some clothes
    i gotta get rich go platinum
    do some shows
    and get blowed


    All i know
    is money makin' hoes and smokin' endo
    if i wasn't high i'd probly know a lil' more
    but since i dont some might consider me slow
    dont worry though
    i keep the pants sag
    double ? hands ?
    Eye's flash
    smoke filled from the hash
    chokin' after that but don't lt the blunt past me
    what we doin' today? same shit we did last week
    wake up in the morning and yawn, and roll up
    bag up and make some runs and roll up
    5-0 behind me my nigga so hold up
    ok made a left you continue to roll up
    dont get me wrong police
    yo, i stop for them
    but guaranteed, when they leave
    i'll be smokin' again
    catch my second win and start in on my next bag
    the type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab

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