Гуру ПесенLayzie Bone - Everything Green | Текст песни
Girl ya my thang, and I luv the way ya stimulate the brain, and it ain't nothin I would change, compliment ya with a lil bit of tangueray, girl ya make me feel good, could ya tell me what ya know good, and we can kick it down in your hood, mary jane, mary jane, I wanna get high, wanna get fried with ya mary jane, a shy girl...could never be my girl, wanna get high girl, with a fly girl, a fly girl just like mary jane, a fly girl just like mary jane, a fly girl just like mary jane..........
Now nigga my best friend, nigga be the weed, and no matter the season I thugz the same, my position so heavy in the game that I need the trees to ease the pain, militant soldiers remainin so humble, when none of y'all can knock me off of my block, oh y'all niggaz just tryin to plot, got a 44 tuck away up in a stash, I'm bout that cash, all about that math, that's why I stay smoked out in the lab, since the game is up for all grabs, nigga I'ma take this bitch and smash, nigga this Mo Thugs, MO Killaz, ex-convicts and go-rillaz, niggaz don't wanna see this, but I'ma tell ya right now, y'all gone feel this, startin here, crack a beer, blaze one up and pull up a chair, it's mo luv than U can inagine, and you can feel it all in the air, that's right player, ain't nobody trippin, get down foe ya thang, you know what I mean, and I can show you how to get it cause a nigga just luv everything green.......
And this is foe my niggaz with the
cash money, cash money, money, money, money, smokin on green
And this is for my bitched that'll
blast foe me, blast foe me, blast foe me, smokin on green
When everything green and everything gray, I guess that's the life of being a baller, mary jane you make me wanna sing, better yet, no ya make me wanna holler, I'ma pop my collar and spend my dollars for you, never will I act like I don't know you, I'll be your faithful souljah, and you my soul mate, damn I just luv the way you make me fell, you ain't complaining, and even trippin, all about keepin it real, you let ya souljah's run the field and that's the shit I be lovin, that's why I be keepin you in my heart when I'm out in these wicked ass streets thuggin, thinkin about that lil tight lil ______that you like to wear, with your fiery red hair, lookin at me with a gangsta glaregirl I swear you fuckin drive me crazy, and you know it's you and Layzie, ain't even worried about them other ladies, and that means a lot......
And this is foe my niggaz with the
cash money, cash money, money, money, money, smokin on green
And this is for my bitched that'll
blast foe me, blast foe me, blast foe me, smokin on green
I said we rollin, rollin, smokin, smokin,
rollin down the clair tryin to get our thug on,
Here come ruff tymes, time to bust a left,
nigga strap up and put on ya fuckin vest
As I smoke, I continue to release stress,
#1 in the world, yes yes, here comes
#1, #1, #1 in the world yes, players
Girl ya my thang, and I luv the way ya stimulate the brain, and it ain't nothin I would change, compliment ya with a lil bit of tangueray, girl ya make me feel good, could ya tell me what ya know good, and we can kick it down in your hood, mary jane, mary jane, I wanna get high, wanna get fried with ya mary jane, a shy girl...could never be my girl, wanna get high girl, with a fly girl, a fly girl just like mary jane, a fly girl just like mary jane, a fly girl just like mary jane..........
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