- Votes:
- Composers:
- Barnes
- Baxter
- Olivier
 
- See also:
Nature - Smoke lyrics
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 weight, bigger than a Saint Bernard
 Some think because it's rap that it ain't a job
 Think again, I try to sepearate my do's from don'ts
 Niggas be slittin' they wrist, losing they hoes
 Some dudes be confused when they broke
 Misrabale, looking death in the eye don't blink quick to smile
 My hoodrats be women now, [unverified] 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 can't 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
 Trayino, Mike G should read his feet
 Play these niggas, now in 98 no time to graze niggas
 'Cause they might tell, white judges, like 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
 Nature - Smoke - http://motolyrics.com/nature/smoke-lyrics.html
 I drug clicks, anti-biotic, rarely spotted
 Niggas hear my name periodic
 I feel we got it King of New York
 Only the real'll cop it
 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 can't wait to get a rush, marijuana
 I been all across the world on my quest for some herb
 Spots be selling dirt keep the federal resevere
 Smoking in bongs, niggas know that its 'dro in the Bronx
 I like that stinky green shit that be growing in swamps
 Half-Baked puff, puff, then 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
 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 can't wait to get a rush, marijuana
 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 can't wait to get a rush, marijuana












