B-Real - Sack - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Rap,West Coast

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Sack (x3) [Hook: B-Real] Who got the sack All my niggas in the trap know where It's at Blow when I go to my shows We got the sack Pull up to the club in the front, we in the back Who got the sack [Verse 1: B-Real] You begging mothafuckas wanna hit on my sack But you can't get none I be rolling in packs every homie wanna act Like they hit that blunt Everybody need a hit when they see the Ziploc Open up and they smell that flavor See we got it in stock And we put it in lock Just Joints go by laser Got that sack, put it in the trunk, got another cut of that fume Open another bag, take another drag, hey bitch don't be a fool Blaze up roll another ounce givin em bounce in very high amounts don't pass out We killing everything, never spilling any cream, Top fill in my green bitch cash out Let it be known, we staying in the zone, I'm rolling up a cone and waxed up You ain't nothing but a cone, better check your tone, you be getting too blown, you maxed out I be holding that shatter but it really doesn't matter my sack getting fatter your passed out [Hook] [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I don't smoke but she gave me a shotgun CPR smoke all up in my lung One hit a quitter I'm high as the sky son I usually don't ain't tellin no lies hun A quarter sack from L.A, that had me turnt With a little paranoia had me feeling concern The last time I smoked, I got burned Chasing my tour bus in the woods they turned Holy guacamole baby help me I'm high Getting holy baby I could poke a hole in yo thigh Real nigga shit, I could go to loki some time Hit you from the back then I put it all in yo spine Matter fact all of your mind Just a little head, coming all in yo eye I'm kinda like the rodeo guy you can ride me all day baby Loki's in the house [Hook] [Verse 3: B-Real] See my bro and hit another plateau in the crow that I do for fun Popo's watching all day like a show from my home just ask me for some If ya living in the Bronx, its a shock don't pop my block cuz its a legend Baby's on a tray Growing everyday with the lights on 24/7 Clones on hit see em in the light others fall in love with them girls Ready take flight, better hold on tight, now we going out this world If ya spend another dime, Try another line don't fuck with my time leave fast now! Fucking with the doc, put it on lock, got it in stock put cash down [Hook]
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