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j-dawg - smokin' & rollin' lyrics
chorus (uncredited): repeat 2x
smokin’….and rollin’
up in a ride that ain’t even much paid for
and you can tell by the smell in my clothes what i’ve been doin’
and ain’t no secret dogg the ghetto got me ruined lookin’ for the hoes
[first verse]
tryin’ to stack my chips and made a quick l!ck
tryin’ to hit a quick l!ck and stack chips for life
you my b-tch tonight
go on and graze the head and try to raise the dead
and bring a n-gga d-ck back to life
it’s called sacrifice
now girl do what you must
tell me who do you trust with a dub set of your keys?
with a dub set of your keys now tell me who do you trust?
go head and do what you must
i had to bust your bubble, you ain’t no better than these
and like the vietnamese
i got the same eyes ready to ride for mine down to roll
i got a pound of goat, down to smoke it down
sippin’ a crown and c0ke
tryin’ to focus dogg, tryin’ to focus dogg
sippin’ a crown and c0ke
ready to ride for mine, lovin’ the ghetto amen
duckin’ the federal pen
you f-ck around with n-ggas down to level your chin
how many medals you win
for gettin’ shot to death?
for gettin’ shot to death, how many medals you win?
you f-ck around with n-ggas down to level your chin
duckin’ the federal pen, lovin’ the ghetto amen
promisin’ never to bend
cuz i’m a soldier, told ya what the camp be like
don’t forget me dogg and these b-tch made n-ggas is behind me
still tryin’ to find me
up in the midst of fog, i’m up against the wall, and still….
smokin’
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[second verse]
in the middle got a little bit more than i’m supposed to have
lookin’ for hoes to grab, i hit the club with the hen in my cup
a quarter pound of bud, i come around with thugs
callin’ my enemy bluff
you wanna pretend to be tough?
you wanna pretend to be tough? callin’ my enemy bluff
even though a n-gga bailin’ with thugs, lookin’ for hoes to grab
i’m runnin’ game like a sociopath
i flash a lil’ cash
every now and then i can ask for them hoes to laugh
n-gga supposed to mash, i put the mack down
put the mack down, n-gga supposed to mash
and like a sociopath i run game, never go unchanged
n-gga know they hate to see me for some cash
want me to flow so bad
i gotta watch my back
cuz n-ggas plot to jack
and on the sl!ck i gotta be up on my p’s and q’s
before you get up in the game, better read the blues
and what’cha need to do is take out and pay your dues
because the paper stack’ll get deep dogg
but how deep the paper stack get?
when the gat spit, i can dump a many -ss-ssin
duckin’ when i blast
and came back with a plastic hip
go on and p-ss the fifth
of one fifty one, so i can sip me some
and get bent, tryin’ to get bent sippin’ a fifth of one fifty one
i gotta do what i got, to pay rent
i’m only f-ckin’ with b-tches who got potential to grow
and eventually gross a lil’ more than more than me
and if she eventually gross a lil’ more than me
then i’ma take the b-tch and go home with me
game consists of mix of more truth than lies
come here superthighs, you got the cutest eyes
and on top of that, got a brand new benz with the droopy eyes
and let’s ride
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[third verse]
how the f-ck i’ma live life broke?
i gotta get my blazin’ l raised in h-ll with stripes
i gotta keep the mail tight and gel at night
for tryin’ to smoke the green up and sell the white
picture me rollin’ again, soon as you lock me in
i’m on the stroll again, lookin’ for hoes again
up on the dude with the lake
get the herb and herb
my n-gga pull to the curb to get the blue and the papes
go get the blue and the papes
you better pull to the curb, and get the herb and herb
so we can blaze a sack
and try to fade the black
and i ain’t paid to act
you gotta face the fact that i was made to mack
and i ain’t afraid to ask
to get my back rubbed in the black lacka tub
gettin’ head and all
gettin’ head and all
in a black lacka tub, with a fat sack of bud, drinkin’ a red dog
i’m in the ghetto forever
i’m tryin’ to make the loot and still shake the troops
tryin’ to shake the troops and still make the loot
with a lil’ taste of brew and a whole case of gooch
ready to face the truth with a whole case of gooch
and a taste of brew, bout to bend the block and get blowed tonight
my n-gga, show ya right
for life, is what the camp soldiers like
if you ready to ride, let’s roll
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