Lyrics:
Niggas out here be Hot as shit
But Clay Raw is just a lil Hotter (ha-ha)
What you got
Glock 19 filled with Copper (boom boom)
Bitch my weed Hairy like
Ayo pretty angel my name is J-Ro
Bust off in your hair and I call that a halo
It's the nut bustin, butt pumpin'
Stud muffin psycho Les push
Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo
Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit
[Intro]
That's right ugh, check it out
Back in tha days where tha people were fresh
It was one mc who had to pass tha test
He was down by law,
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
pops and moms
Tell em Im a good kid
Catholic raised
Knowin i went to public school
And sweared and got blazed
Even weed when i got a whole two
And that
the feeling is awesome weed imported I want a foursome, I make my bitch feel important, special whatever you call it, I want my name on the Forbes list Fed's
Poppin them pills with the Speed
I was sellin this coke and
This powder and purple weed
Give a bitch some dick and
She givin me house keys
Movin on up from
of the school in her P.E. shorts
Life goal is making out by the hand ball courts
Then one day she found out I sold pot
She said, slide your girl a J and I'll
I'm alone, so I'm a loner
Smoke weed, so I'm a stoner
Got that ill sick vibe
That make you say bye bye bye boner
Let my pants hang, 'cause it ain't
the fold out covers
And the crazy illustrations
I got older and bought my own records
By thirteen I had three crates collected, huh
And that's my pride, no
like the rocking beams
Grades up, got a J tucked in the pocket tee
See, all of these niggas praise us
Watch them jock the steeze
I'm in a daze counting
jdou kšefty
Releasy, rádio, koncerty
Občas si ale chci oddechnout, odjet pryč
Smoke that bitch
Jako Lex Luger a Juicy J, balim juicy blunt
To ty čubky
back and make calls
Movin' keys I never seen like Stevie and Ray Charles
Like bodybuilders, we move weight, from da weed to da yay
Servin' more O'z than
called up
The shit I spit how shit get caught up
Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
As time fly by so
of the feared geared by outer limits
"Heavy Thinkers- Got The World Spinning Hectic"
"Heavy Thinkers- Got The World Spinning Hectic"
"Heavy Thinkers- Got
taught in the classroom
But to us it's nothing new (naw)
You hear it on the avenue
Even on the bus, at a barbecue
It's spoken, by people of all
that I left still remain
Nothing seemed to change
So I'm right back where I started
No j-o-be to make ends meet
I'm gettin change on the streets
But
As Mellow Max passes the blunts to Skully
We're about to come get nutty up in here
Artifacts, nine-six tricks
Sean J. with the beat
Complete,
You ain't ready
Is you? I invest in every pistol
Aim on point like a steady missile
Heavy fiscal, I need that love
Hundreds in dubs
Where the weed at? I
Ninjas dot com
For Juggalos By Juggalos dot net
FaYgoLuVeRs dot com
Juggalo Productions dot com
Three Ring Circus dot com
Psychopathic News Hotline
the guys, drink a couple brews
I'm just doin my thing, feelin good man who knew
Got the gang by my side so I guess that nothings new
A little too young
[Intro]
(Pooh-Man)
Prep man hand me the motherfucking weed man
(Prep)
You don't want none of this bong
*coughing and toking*
(Pooh-Man)
This is
dot com
For Juggalos By Juggalos dot net
FaYgoLuVeRs dot com
Juggalo Productions dot com
Three Ring Circus dot com
Psychopathic News Hotline of Florida
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