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My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded) (So high, so high am I) Reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed) (So high,
[Chorus: Krayzie] My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] [So high, so high am I.] reefer and blunts is all that's needed
Desperate for your name and you offer us a new start. They hate your people, and they mock your son. You wait for the day when your work is done. P.O.D
Snuff the punk I'm gettin' tired of you chump Bass in your face You'll get a taste fo the P.O.D. funk When I say punk or chump I don't mean you
playing Lou Reed French shorty in the blue tweed Know the right temp for sous vide D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p D-o-p-p h-o-p-p, d-o-p-p h-o-p-p
CUZ I AM TOPP DOGG TOPP DOGG TOPP DOGG T O Double P D O Double G TOPP DOGG T O Double P D O Double G T O Double P D O Double G TOPP DOGG T O Double P D
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) The weed can't get no better (no better baby) Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday Come around my way, you gone
P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) The weed can't get no better (no better baby) Twenty dollar hollars, all day, everyday Come around my way, you gone
'la casse C'est mieux, chacun il reste à sa place O.P ganté, pas d'traces, O.P ganté, pas d'traces O.P ganté, pas d'traces, O.P ganté, pas d'traces Que
a r s e l l a m a b a r R a m b o . L a c a r t a e s u n a p i z a r r a q u e t i e n e c l a v a d a e n e l p o r t a l , e n l a q u e p o n e c o
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
S N double O P D O double giz ee D O double giz ee d O double giz ee S N double O P D O double giz ee D O double giz ee d O double giz ee (Snoop
P a r a d o x p a r a d o x p a r a d o x Fuck with the Queen I bring that fire burn to death P a r a d o x p a r a d o x p a r a d o x Fuck with
p'ori ah d'owo o o o o o o o o o o Mo mo p'ori ah d'ola P'ori mi si ma gba dollar Mo mo p'ori ah d'owo o o o o o o o o o o Mo mo p'ori ah d'ola P'ori mi
out) Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) [Chorus (Bizzy Bone)] The weed can't get no better (no better baby) [Bizzy Bone] Twenty dollar
Yea Ay y'all asked for this man It ain't my fault First Off It's P O L O D O L O Rolling up that track Paq Put it in a Rello I heard y'all It's P
punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on d-o-p-e) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks
C a r t a b l a n c a a l c o m i s a r i o d e l a s c a u s a s p e r d i d a s P o l i z o n e s a t r a p a d o s e n u n
of it Broke hoes talkin down on me But I'm proud of it P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch P R O U D bitch Fucked ya man, just got
S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle S-N-double O-P-D-O double gizzle 'n J Tizzle
it's in your eyes When shit hits you run and hide You on the floor, put down your phone Go and do some damage of your own Destroy your opposers D. O. P
C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D Camp Blood Camp Blood Camp Blood Camp Blood You'll see the whispers
me You say you ballin', R.C.E Too high in the air like P.O.D Put this shit on, I'm too O.D Ain't too long to R.I.P Pull out feezy record like Polo G
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