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Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it
Roll it up, nigga (Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it)
420 All the time
It's the time, been a long time for this, man
Niggas been sleeping on the kid, man
Everybody got some sideway shit to say, you know what I'm saying, man?
Yeah, yeah
Fast or slow-mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing, call the po-po
Oh niggas is squealing? Oh y'all ain't feeling niggas no mo'
The bigger they are, harder they go though
The pussy put a hump in my back like Quasimodo, hah
My sex ain't homo, seasoned vet, hold the adobo
Got rappers on that low carb diet, y'all can't get no dough
I keep a low pro-file, excuse me as I get smoked out
Put hands on these niggas then put the roach out
Go 'head, I'm wishing you would, ask if it's good
Man, does Tarzan shit in the woods? My shit is hood, bitch
That means I'm hood rich, telling you live, straight out the pulpit
It's like Merrill Lynch, I'm on that bullshit
Real spit, money come first, and even worse
You need all your toes and fingers to count up what I'm worth, trick
So when I blow a smoke cloud in your face
Just take a hint, dick, you're crowding my space
It's Mr. Meth, punk
It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out
No seeds, California weed, have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, whips rims spoked out
420 Mean either you roll up or roll out
Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it
Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it
Yo, yo, so on and so on, I float on
Power to our people, get your smoke on, and I'm so gone off
That sour diesel hard to hold on, but hold on
It's like I'm Pretty Tony with that robe on
Got terrorists shook because I'm so bomb
The hood put me in position, I'm in the kitchen
With that cookbook, the service I'm giving blurs they vision
Not a good look for you, my nigga, Tical deliver hook or crook
Lots of asses to kick, wish I had a bigger foot
Yeah, taking it there, hating who care, y'all stay out my mental
I got killers waiting in here to get you
As I sharpen my pencil, tear apart instrumentals
Fuck it, y'all niggas is pussy, so is the dick that sent you
RZA, we done it again, toast the occasion
Here's to short skirts and Ol' Dirt McGirt, okay then
Let's get it popping like it ain't nothing to get it popping
The Big and Rotten's the city, too good to be forgotten
It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out
No seeds, California weed, have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, whips rims spoked out
420 Mean either you roll up or roll out
It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out
No seeds, California weed, have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, whips rims spoked out
Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it
The rap game won't like me, you can tell that a nigga is sheisty
If I die, my second-born'll be like me, sly, dick to your wifey
Never know, your baby boy just might be quick to rob a cat
He's so icey, stay dressed to kill
From the 'Hill, never ran, never will, attitude like, fuck you still
I see you missing the point, this is not a rap song
You get clapped on, bullets break the bone at the joint
Call you out your name, disrespect your moms, spit on your dame
Go public and shit on your fame
You overlooking the fact, where you from is where we at
And y'all don't want no parts in that, controversy sells
But real niggas don't shoot and tell
We'd rather do the time and rot in the cell
Roll that shit, sh
The in or out of state bicoastal smoker
Inhale Cali piff with a script for glaucoma
Black jeans, black Timbs, black Benz Roadster
Smoke rise out the sun roof when I roll up
Verrazano with no relation to Gravano
Carlo, shots of hollows, still cop a bottle and pour some out
Moment of silence, then I swallow
I'm still alive and still a son'll come out tomorrow
Shine, shine, shine and grind 'cause there's money on my mind
And I'm moving like my life is on the line
For the bullshit, I really got no time
A full clip really gon' let y'all niggas know what's on my mind
When y'all getting out of line, have them choppers lit up
You won't need a camera phone to get the picture
Chalk down, tape around, body bag zipped up
Carlo Verrazano, you can call me Mister
It's 420, roll up, niggas getting smoked out
No seeds, California weed, have you choked out
No doubt, roll up, whips rims spoked out
420 Mean either you roll up or roll out