Smoke Routes

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I'm feeling so geeked up, toking on my smoke Route
Go and scoop my boy, say it's time for a smoke out
But if you see them laws, then be sure to put your Dope down
Wait until they pass by, before you blow the Smoke out
It don't even matter which city, it's a smoke route
We riding through your side of town, blowing all The smoke out
Man, how to hell these niggas turn a car into a Smoke out
Yeah, And that's a purple smoke cloud

Before I leave the spot, I need to grab a zip
You got shells, I got kush, blunt power I'm Equipped
Put that doobie to my lip, leprechaun the weed
Yeah, I gotta make it flip, let's bend some corners Take a trip
You know I really bust the rhymes when I be Lighting up a spiff
Make some moves with my Cuzz and I ain't talking Bout the crips
You bout paper, I'm on papers, man, fucking let's Smoke
If you trying to get fried, take some real deep Tokes
Throw out all the roaches during the smoke route
The whole southeast region is my damn smoke Route
We got the rental too loud, smelling like the Strong pack
Gotta need the Reggie Bush for this bag of Anthrax
Cruising to the Gump, damn near, burnt the whole Quack
In the Ham or the Ville, we be blowing down the Lac
The train had me waiting, so I rolled up at the Track
Headed to the Forestdale, I was chiefing through Pratt

I'm feeling so geeked up, toking on my smoke Route
Go and scoop my boy, say it's time for a smoke out
But if you see them laws, then be sure to put your Dope down
Wait until they pass by, before you blow the Smoke out
It don't even matter which city, it's a smoke route
We riding through your side of town, blowing all The smoke out
Man, how to hell these niggas turn a car into a Smoke out
Yeah, And that's a purple smoke cloud

Smoke rule, nigga, puff puff pass
It's the lawnmower man, breaking down the grass
Breakfast kinda early, wake me up with some Hash
One time pull us over, Dre gon' hide it in the stash
Obese kids, my blunt so fat
It's a Louisville slugger, baseball bats
Nose guard bags, that's the quarterback sacks
Walk to the car, come on and hit this wet black
Me and Mary Jane rolling in the Mustang
Better known as the hoss, sipping lean for the Cough
Creeping on my smoke route, where don't Nobody talk
Riding in my own neighborhood, damn, I got lost
Let's bend another corner, interior marijuana
Dropping ashes in the tray, just a empty Corona
Bottle, Probably smoked a zone up
Shotgun cocked and loaded
We'll do the same thing, just pick me up in the Morning

I'm feeling so geeked up, toking on my smoke Route
Go and scoop my boy, say it's time for a smoke out
But if you see them laws, then be sure to put your Dope down
Wait until they pass by, before you blow the Smoke out
It don't even matter which city, it's a smoke route
We riding through your side of town, blowing all The smoke out
Man, how to hell these niggas turn a car into a Smoke out
Yeah, And that's a purple smoke cloud

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