both yours and mines surprises. Now I feel a vibe I just cant describe it much as your pride tries to hide it. your cold your touch is just like ice. And your eyes
outside screamin' free Gotti guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty (Wyclef): Y'all need to (REPEAT) For all my people doin' time keep your
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass So get your face
, gold grillin Liquor spillin, Cadillac pimpin Keep ridin, car slidin That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin [J-Bo] Now as I grip and dive, I smoke on to
is living life in fear of falling out of line Tearing lives apart breakin lots of hearts just to pass the time And the eyes get red in the back of your
's full of, surprises when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes you stare into your stereos high good evening, this ain't even a weed thing, I didn't even smoke
[2Pac] Get on yo' knees nigga Get on yo' knees and pray Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus
gettin' petrol You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow But I learned to look ahead of me Stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes
caselli shades, boombers and corn brades Do rags on the waist, brass knuckles, switch blades E-mass to get paid, new shells to get sprayed Hood rats to get layed, money to get
smoke in your eyes Watching a stripper and (Snortin' some coke yeah) Snortin' some coke off her thighs Bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla... (Cigarette smoke yeah) The cigarette smoke in your eyes
I own for you (won't think twice), almost a shame how I'm mesmerized (such a shame), I loose my thought looking in your eyes (I know why) because your
get a hit.no not even a little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl don't disrespecr the luv.and i can't see dat.ask where we get the best of bud
Comitted at twenty two Just to get over you My belly aches blue Lorazepam flu I'm down for the count Always three times a day Sometimes four A bee stings
Brown eyes and lungs are filled up with smoke Fast lives are stuck in the undertow But you know the places I wanna go Cause oh oh oh I've got a sickness
black man is god My family is mixed when american in yard Oh long yo yo this is my 10 40 This is for your moms your pops and your shorty On some ghetto
who you be wit Type of bitch nigga I would never smoke a tree wit (busta rhymes)(chorus) Repeat 2’s (busta rhymes) Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaust Contamenatin smoke
they really got to bust yo' shit! Thought your man was joking, paid no attention to the situation Got with your crew and just continued smoking Now your
