this elevation So all my smokas it keeps me easy...easy...easy And thats Fo sheezy Let me smoke my, my marijuana And stop harassin me-ijuana I've smoked
Перевод: Magic. Smoke On.
this elevation So all my smokas it keeps me easy... easy... easy And that's Fo sheezy Let me smoke my, my marijuana And stop harassin me-ijuana I've smoked
for the block. And homies in the hood only see me on the tube So they gossip on the porch Get ta speaking all rude. fools I used to rap wit all expect magic
t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out and my high wear out I’ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. [Verse #2:] Music is like magic there’s a
glass and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers (ahhh!) Fuck the planet, until it spins on
t even trippin', I just wanna dip with you Break: Baby Bash Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah Come on, girl, we doing the damn doo-dah Come on
Yo money, don't chump yourself Put that shit back on the shelf Light rays blazin' You're out of phase And my crews amazin' We're working on the record
Looking for my place on assembly lines Fake prizes rising out of the bomb holes Skeleton boys hyped up in purple Smoke rings blow from across the disco
keep on playin'. You know I luv em for that 1 night (1 night) I can take on 10 with my 1 pipe (1 pipe) Knock em all like a bowlin pin on sight (on sight
! Night, neon fires under the banners As electrons draw unlike Such perhaps, same magic Energy that remains behind an understanding side On distance
and Roll Bad boy - Always on the cover Gettin' the story told Fast Fast - One way or another Cause he'll never never never never never get old He makes a special magic
You cant blame me says the singer of the song Or the maker of the movie which he based his life on It's only entertainment and as anyone can see The smoke
every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?...... Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on
, the reckless, PA to be exact Where the streets is cutthroat and fiends kill you for a G of crack 8 g's and cadillacs, chevys cut on the deltas might swang up on
get fuckin wit a snow bunny I told her like this ask that nigga you be callin police found a body that very next morning [Chorus (2x)] [Pimp C] Smoking on
I tell you he a killer when we talk on the phone When you see him face to face he'll leave you alone That's why I'm smoking on this fucking bin laden