Nature - Smoke lyrics

rate me

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 weightbigger than a saint bernard

Some think because it's rap that it ain't a job

Think againI try to sepearate my do's from don'ts

Niggas be slittin they wristlosing they hoes

Some dudes be confused when they broke

Misrabalelooking death in the eye don't 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 cant 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

Trayinomike g should read his feet}?

Play these niggas

Now in 98 no time to graze niggas

Cause they might tell

White judgeslike 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 clicksanti-bioticrarely 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 bongsniggas know that it's 'dro in the bronx

I like that stinky green shit that be growing in swamps

Half-baked puffpuffthen 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