Whole Lotta Weed

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Текст, перевод и аккорды “Whole Lotta Weed”
Man let me hit that weed dog Man that shit some dro Man that was fucked up what happened to tha boy tha other day Man u know how these niggas do Violate real playaz and end up on the motherfucking front page of the newspaper Fuck that sucker thats what he gets for running his motherfucking mouth (bitch) [Chorus 2x] Real playaz like to smoke a (whole lotta weed) Drinkin bottles of that liquor (all that we need) This 9mm (will make you bleed) I advise you niggaz (dont fuck wit me) [Project Pat] Real playaz like to smoke a Stroke a offa in her throata Bend ova let me poke her Hold up I sold more dopea Dont 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 ??? Pumpkin head whatchu getta It must be killin season For some droppas and suckas Coward ass mothufuckas Poppin 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-Fo and my side Hatas up in ??? Wishin they put tha bullets up in my body But thats if im a gonna When i smell the aroma Of brown cold liquor and polted marijuana Project Pat in this bitcha Tryin to man get richa The first hit off this dope is gonna hit cha [Chorus 2X] Stay down about cho gama Fama I never claima A monkey's on my facea For those who are a stranga Strange couse i do not knowa Chip chip on yo shoulda Im knockin out yo teeths Hits hard just like a boulda I'm creepin in the Nova Somewhere out in Cadova A nigga done got boulda His life is gon be ova Grey tape with clip banana 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 prayin 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 bit me I'm stealin to get higher Smokin nothin but that fire (Damn that was my last blunt dog) Nigga you's a liar So cuz you tryin to screw me I told them man don't do me I'm drinkin on that brewsky This shit is goin through me Whole lotta whole lotta whole lotta.......... Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey Out the pen One more get Is yo dog stackin ens Makin cheese fuckin hoes Knockin ducks off they toes Up the nose Goes the white Pimpin hoes take a flight Like a kite like a plane My nigga im the man Mista dont take no shit Mista well take yo bitch Ten toes bout to bes Cowards cant handle these Scandle these bad North Bout to bust on my boys Check niggaz fo they grip Pistols swing busted lip Busted chops thats yo ass Punk bitch wheres the cash Money green chedder cheese All bitches hit they knees Serve em up ready to rock Disturbute them on the track Always keep me a glock Place it up to your back Fat sacks your smokin on Mack man wit a tone P-A-T bout the lout Ridin by then i shoot Whos to say cheefin hay Hustlin to get pay Round the clock Round the way Gettin mines every day

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