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Pass the Bone (Remix)

Masta Killa

Made in Brooklyn

22

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro: Masta Killa] *Sniffin' Weed* Uh, Ya'll niggas should have some of this shit right here boy It's that good shit Uh, it's just...One-Two, One-Two, Replace the beat **Heavily Coughs** Aiyo, **Coughs Again** Aiyo, checka, checka, **Coughs Again** check it out Uh, Motha'fuckin' [Verse 1] I was feelin' lovely, pocket full of Dough A lil drunk, Reaction madd slow Thinkin' - Should I step to the Motherland ? And rep who ? The Wu-Tang Clan Another thang - Beyond the fam I wanted to get repped Put my lips on the Blunt tip It's been Two Weeks since our last Squad stepped in the Grand Resort $25 Dollar fee, plus I.D But a brotha like me Executive V.I.P Word! Took a bar seat, had a tall glass of Hennessey and Peach Turned to my left she stood wit chick she was slammin' What you do Kid ? I examined her Pushed up, tried to bag her for her name What Happened ? I didn't have *?* Overwhelmed by the Scent in the Air Could it be ? Yes, Yea, Ha Ha It was start tell The God Jamel, he had a bone A Blunt and that ill shit I said "Pass the Bone, Pass the Bone" -] "Pass the Bone Kid, Pass the Bone" He passed it, took one pour, I was blasted Felt kinda Stimulated - FANTASTIC! We approached the weak Cypher Did you surprise her? Tranquilized her Bagged her, for her name and Address Slid to the rest, Achieved Madd Success Ha ha, yea [Hook:] We don't front, we run things Here to tell you one thing Run through Town like Stars Buy your Broads, Hottest Gods We don't front, we run things Here to tell you one thing Run through Town like Stars Hottest Bars, Fuck you far [Verse 2] I shot a Night Club, shorty lookin' wit the Mean Mug Ain't showin' no love, It's all good I'm ready to float inside and rip the Mic from Hmmm, All I needed was a Hydro bone Guess who came down the Block Stumblin' Drunk ? I forget the Brotha name but he had some stung Check out the Blunt, put the Weed inside Roll it up tight, then the flame was Applied Inhale *(Inhales)* without potent corpse Exhale *(Exhales)* you know like 2 pools and off Stimulated kinda Toxie, but don't sleep You know we got the drop, one shot wit the Heat Some Brothas be smokin' that Weed of The Week But neva me, just stick wit the Ganja Since remain ya, in ya area [Hook:] We don't front, we run things Here to tell you one thing Run through Town like Stars Buy you Broads, Hottest Gods We don't front, we run things Here to tell you one thing Run through Town like Stars Hottest Bars, Fuck you far
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