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Peep the reprucussions Causing deep discussions Brothers that fight might only speak to cousins Rugged life but niggas in my fleet is stubborn Grandma's they turn to Stella's when they need some loving My name holds weight, bigger than a Saint Bernard Some think because its rap that it ain't a job Think again, i try to sepearate my do's from don'ts Niggas be slittin they wrist, losing they hoes Some dudes be confused when they broke Misrabale, looking death in the eye dont blink quick to smile My hoodrats be women now, ?? lot Yall'a always be my bitches lonely or not How much ass can i pass up? tilt your glass up This one's for the kids in Arkansas that shot they class up When I smoke I like my hash crushed beleive it or not Q-B forever niggas keeping it locked Smoking cheeba Some supply it some'll grow it Reefer Some'll buy it some'll roll it The chronic If you try'd it then you know it The toxic I'm getting high when i roll it You know i wanna hit the chocolate Some brothers love to see them clouds The hydro Some brothers love to get aroused The la-la In some paper or a dutch The ganja I can't wait to get a rush Marijuana I play cards with Ray Charles Cheat for a grand Once I deal out the deck take a peak at his hand He got blackjacks but still losing is ?{weak I write a hook and feel my beat Trayino, Mike G should read his feet}? Play these niggas Now in 98 no time to graze niggas Cause they might tell White judges, like the icegrill Hoes set you up-the same way that Pac and Mike fell Private affairs if I know your wife well Switch to different subjects Some of the styles that I hit you up with I make it hard for you to kick your tough shit Major adjustments I package a flame for all you bustas Wrapped up put on a shelf full of substance I drug clicks, anti-biotic, rarely spotted Niggas hear my name periodic I feel we got it King of New York Only the real'll cop it Chorus I been all across the world on my quest for some herb Spots be selling dirt keep the federal resevere Smoking in bongs, niggas know that its 'dro in the Bronx I like that stinky green shit that be growing in swamps Half-Baked puff, puff, then you pass it to me Good weed'll make you eat the last shit on your plate Forget your songs seperate stix from stones If your chronic come with stix leave that shit alone Reapeat Chorus 2x