beard, Afghan in a bomb best Stranded on death row Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro She wanna gaze at the stars Through a panoramic view, pull the haze
?ll get me (charged) Ak47s Sk?s Desert Eagles Calico?s and nines get me (charged) Bad bitches wit apples bottom jeans big titties and big behinds will get me (charged) Purple haze
pumped Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party Get money fuck hoes, get crunk Look out I put a little bit of hash On some motherfuckin' purple haze
catch me in tha club with a double lead banger I'm the wrong one to fuck with Now I know the promoters I'm in with the musket Pound of the haze and a
butchu aint clockin' no mil I'm in da ATL fuckin' wit killa's n thugs Jus book me fo' a show n' watch me fill up da club I get nuthin but love i ride
the door (ooh wee!) When I pull up on 20's everybody like, "whoa!" That's when I go switch whips and come back on 24's I gotta puff the haze before I
Yo just man, gimma a heat rock man DGL we back in the club again, ya know? Holla J-Jeah j-jeah j-jeah bounce! easy Ya heard? We back, bitches Don't be
my friend. [x2] [Verse 1:] The weedman, the cannibus pack, the vegetables, the lettuce man, the hydrogen laugh, the cure, the grass, the medicine, the farmers, the club
girlies in the back seat the 5-0 cant catch me If you wanna smoke kush then light it up Put your hands in the sky lets get high as fuck Lemon Haze _____?
act a damn fool Got that welfare, we call it old school Then we mix it all up, call it pro tools Serve 'em demo tracks, let 'em demo that All these *** in the club
up, shot up good We'll murk you in your hood I'm El Patreno, Nas the God, you lose your life Whether on the corner or clubs, I'm shootin? dice Break
' 20 a day, ay I get cake from buds an' haze, I'm makin' dubs They hatin' 'cause I'm on the grind like I'm makin' love Wit cops, got the block hot like a Jamaican clubs
i got hangtime you got sticks and seeds in ya weed we dont smoke the same kind. its gon be hard fo yo lungs to contain mine. cause i blow is haze you
it dipped Jimi stood up straight Grinned and shook his velvet hips Callin' himself King Electric In the evening he went wild Played on a dozen stages In the clubs
t tried Perhaps that bottle before my eyes You know you shouldn't do it But you see no reason why So you blow your mind Yeah, yeah, uh-ha I feel the haze
Out I started, late tonight Blinded by the light Strangest feelin' I have known Don't know what's wrong or right See the people, clubs and bars Streetlife
good Lickin? these whips Makin? these flips Stackin? these chips Pistol on my hip Cuttin off rip Living like a star 26 inches sit tall on a car Haze