to beat the band Still takes you longer to get anywhere Simple things so hard to understand It's gone beyond a joke I'm going out for a smoke I've
Перевод: Пила врачей. Покурить.
Said the niggaz I killed is out to kill me Soon as she smoked on that note, I saw trenchcoat One had a mac spittin', all I saw was gun smoke The other had a
sucked, well then just dream. H-e-a-d I need a doctor just for me To suck my dick, like a vet To suck my dick until I sweat I need a bitch, thick as
I'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a God damn fool, ignorant muthafucka bout to lose my cool Let me smoke a
he's a minor with pride So the D A want him tried as an adult The big homey just had a son, no joking I think his baby's mom is smoking 'cause she always
too hard I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard I won't fess, wear a bulletproof vest Don't smoke buddha, can't stand sess, yes It takes two to make a
gonna -- that one was -- it's getting a little irritating -- Dr. stewart: hang on just a second here. let me just step out a second here. Gary phelps
in my Honda Funny followed me is his Madza Miata Damn what a balla, top down what a primadonna The spinners that he bought, straight out of auto zone for
pop soft. We bang b-bang b-bang bang out loud. Ready on the left with a face full of death. We slanged out fang mouth bang out now. This is a never
the pixels till the image burned classic bliss in a barrel and motivation in a basket ima cast it out to sea and wait for my comma to grasp it I
bread, I could stack a couple dead, Bodies, makin' red look less of a color, more of a hobby. I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist. I fuck bitches
the load And for conversation too Or did you just drive on through. You didn't see me in Toronto When I first tried out some hash Smoked
this out, check this out, bust it This is like a rocket, you never packed This many condominiums in your pocket Ugh, you never smoked this much weed
tha witch doctor's gunin' Killin' tool click, come with the killin' tool click [Incomprehensible] with soap sent you home With yo' shit pokin' out, the loft shoutin' out obscenities No it's just a
I bump that thang and keep a pocketbook of marijuana Better keep that mouth out my business, 'cause I got that 50 for ya And I'm off the whip in this
seems pretty stiff for a phone call. [Mama Morton] Over these work that we sent, he never lost a case for a female client yet. And a sweet little puss
