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Agents Of Chaos - L.G lyrics
[Chorus: A-Wax]
 I don't really care
 If I step up in this smellin' like this
 I don't give a shit
 If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.
 [A-Wax]
 Please believe been a long time since it was a ease to breathe
 Please believe been a long time since I seen a seed in weed
 Big treez indeed
 Got my life like a scene from "Speed"
 I'm a fiend for green
 Green money
 Green bomb used to blow green blunts
 Now I'm back to the Swishers
 Packs of them bitches
 Lungs like *cough sound*
 See the boys and I run like *breathing sounds*
 Wheezin' and shit
 Damn Newport's got my lungs bleedin' and shit
 Still pleadin' the fifth
 Got a cannabis club plug
 Everybody know Wax love dubs like bitches love Wax
 Picture that
 Yo, picture that
 [Chorus]
 I don't really care what you think of me and mine
 I'mma smoke until I can't no more
 I don't really care
 If I step up in this smellin' like this
 I don't give a shit
 If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.
 [B-12]
 I smoke big trees with Big Mike, A-Wax, and Dutch
 I'm trynna break down the sack in the back of the Lac truck
 High as fuck and I'm off of this Gin too
 Another reason for some shit to get into
 I can't pretend foo
 Cuz we been connectedAgents Of Chaos - L.G - http://motolyrics.com/agents-of-chaos/lg-lyrics.html
 It's the Riderlife gang
 So we been protected
 Green weed or coke sales
 I represent Oakdale
 I guess that's why these suckas be ridin' on my coat tails
 [Chorus]
 I don't really care
 If I step up in this smellin' like this
 I don't give a shit
 If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.
 [Dutch]
 They use fingernails to break down the Garcia Vega
 Fire that bitch up
 Hit it twice then see you later
 Blowin' bubbles in that bong
 'Til they let the car go
 All it take is one 20 dollar sack a indo
 You pretend though
 Your brown weed has no seeds
 Believe me it's purple like green
 Cop it from me
 At ease
 Young soldier we playin' it low key
 Servin' 10 pounds of weed
 To white boys like N'Sync
 Orange pack of Zig-Zags
 Keep yo pants on sag
 Quarter ounce to blow
 We keep the 44 Mag
 Jump bad wit a boss
 And then you know it's lights out
 Matchin' you gram for gram when them Northern Lights out
 Come on
 [Chorus] x2
 I don't really care
 If I step up in this smellin' like this
 I don't give a shit
 If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.








