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8ball mjg – runnin’ out of bud كلمات اغاني

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(feat. killer mike)

[verse 1: mjg]
break it down, straight outta the tip
flockin to the ‘rillo
ain’t no secret
every month, i’m a smoke a pillow
(m-j!) g, i keeps it real potent
green-sticky that’ll keep a buffalo chokin
come and go with me, creep off in my chevy thang
doin 45, twistin somethin steady mayn
headed to my low-key, safe-and-sound house
call up the fellas, hit the spot, and pull a pound out
i used to have a secret spot up in my range rover
where i kept me somethin rolled, i’m a chain smoker
no discrimination my n-gg-, if you broke
but they still ain’t attributed to good smoke
b.y.o.b, bring ya own bud
contribute to the pot, or do ya own drugs
but then i looked around and noticed all the folks was gone
i shoulda known that they would leave when all the smoke was gone

[hook: singing]
man, my weed is smoked up
man, my weed is smoked up
man, my weed is smoked up
man, my weed is smoked up
there ain’t n-body left around
n-body left around
n-body left around
n-body left around
n-body left around
and i’m runnin outta bud
i’m runnin outta bud
i’m runnin outta bud
i’m runnin outta bud
i’m runnin outta bud
i gotta go to the corner sto’
go to the corner sto’
go to the corner sto’
go to the corner sto’

[verse 2: eightball]
keep a fat bag, boys know i got that choker
part-time rap n-gg-, full-time weed smoker
wake up, before i wash the crust up out my eyes
i’m splittin a cigarillo, fiendin for my morning high
break that sticky down, roll it up, let it dry
strike my lighter, put it to the tip, then i
inhale, and let the smoke smoke fill up in my lungs
hold it for a second, blow it out and get numb
a drug-addict, i’m a junkie for that marijuana
no mid-grade, or no regular, just straight chronic
at least four-hundred, for a zip, if i’m a touch it
see i’m a smoke it if i like it, i ain’t got no budget
now mama with me, wanna hit, better take it slow
seen it befo’, i’m a be gettin this b-tch up off the flo’
burn it all til’ the whole bag empty
now err’body gone, ain’t n-body here but me

[hook]

[verse 3: killer mike]
yeah i smoke, and i drank
yeah i pop, and i lean
might see me on m.l. king
burnin rubber, burnin green
might see me, envisions with some pretty b-tches, ballin g
might see me, on t.v., live on stage with ball and g
ridin heavy in the chevy, cruisin with a pound of purp’
this here is my personal n-gg-
this here is not for work
years ago, i was broke
couldn’t smoke it, couldn’t ride
now i smoke that foreign weed
now i push them foreign rides
flyin in that g-4
goin to do them foreign shows
givin ’em my foreign clothes
f-ckin with them foreign hoes
catch ya man at amsterdam
burnin grams of that kush
purple haze and indica
now i’m drinkin vinegar
scared as h-ll my p.o. gon’ pull me and make me p-ss in cups
but f-ck the man, i’m the man
right now i’m in amsterdam
spendin cash, burnin hash
high like a sattelite
i might get locked up tomorrow
but b-tch, i’m gettin high tonight

[hook]

[outro:]
i wanna get high
i’m gonna get high
i wanna get high
i’m gonna get high
i wanna get high
i’m gonna get high

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