rap
music
new
hip
hop
weed
good
midwest
old
addiction
coma
cia
comatose
blown
Lyrics
Hook:
ay yo we smoke tha potent (yeah)
we toke them quarters (here)
roll up foldin doja (yeah)
its that golden souljah (here)
ay yo we roll em, roll em (put em in a blunt)
and roll em, roll em (seal em in a philly when ya)
rollin, rollin (ride on 107 when ya)
rollin, rollin, we rollin
ay yo we smoke tha potent (yeah)
we toke them quarters (here)
roll up foldin doja (yeah)
its that golden souljah (here)
ay yo we roll em, roll em (put em in a blunt)
and roll em, roll em (seal em in a philly when ya)
rollin, rollin (ride on 107 when ya)
rollin, rollin, we rollin
D-verse:
this its what god made it, its tha bomb im faded//
in tha court systems failin drug tested violatin//
who made it illegal cuz oh my god how i hate em//
got me inside consealed, instead of outside blazin//
but my ode to mary jane (breathe in) got me in rotation//
and my eyes low n red, man i look like IM asain//
puttin 4 rillos together ridin in my blazer//
and this green got more flavor than a pack now and laters//
its that dank, tha killa, that fire, guerilla//
that lime, godzilla, that kind, so roll them jillas//
ithat dank, tha killa, that fire, guerilla//
that lime, godzilla, that kind, so roll them jillas//
fold that sticky, light that flame, blowin smoke that hits ya brain//
2 and p, thats how we play, this windy, sticky sugar cane//
that bin laden was gone, im glad he brought it back//
crystals got you chokin like and anthrax attack//
Hook:
ay yo we smoke tha potent (yeah)
we toke them quarters (here)
roll up foldin doja (yeah)
its that golden souljah (here)
ay yo we roll em, roll em (put em in a blunt)
and roll em, roll em (seal em in a philly when ya)
rollin, rollin (ride on 107 when ya)
rollin, rollin, we rollin
ay yo we smoke tha potent (yeah)
we toke them quarters (here)
roll up foldin doja (yeah)
its that golden souljah (here)
ay yo we roll em, roll em (put em in a blunt)
and roll em, roll em (seal em in a philly when ya)
rollin, rollin (ride on 107 when ya)
rollin, rollin, we rollin
KRONIK
I get up in that middle with that rillo of the bomb
they callin the kid kronik and that widows what im on
I'm blowin that purple tonic an feeling my breathe is gone
an my lungs straight beating like the chest of "KING KONG"
and my blunts three feet long an last like three songs
and when i hit the swishas like "WE DONT GET ALONG"
have to cathch my breathe without the weed i be violent
but when im high as hell im like tha "JOLLY GREEN GIANT"
defying everytype all laws of pyshics
cadillac float like hood santa paying visits
stead a going up ya chimney ill be smokin outcha cities
from the chi to california round the world an back to philly @!
Bridge:
its that dank, that killa, that fire, guerilla//
that lime, godzilla, that kind, so roll //
that dank, tha killa, that fire, guerilla//
that lime, godzilla, that kind, so go an roll that dank//
D-verse:
this tha midwest swang, ridin low to tha back seat hazed//
let tha bass bump and jump, and then we dump tha guts, then we huff n
puff and blow blunts away//
bet you i can guarantee aint nobody gonna roll a blunt like me//
im a legend in tha makin, im ms janes first prodigy//
so get ya bong, or your chillum, or your sherlock, or your hammer//
or that bubbler, wit them colors potheads talk this country gramma//
so keep on smokin, be tha chong ill be tha cheech//
and we'll blaze a quarter pounder, seein how all we do is cheif//
while we bump that late arrival, well put mj on repeat//
keep on servin happy custys, chickens cluckkin fill they beak//
its tha addiction, twistin fattys, jolly ranchers, or tha syrup//
pour tha honey, burin slow ta last from here to dam near europe//
HOOK
ay yo we smoke tha potent (yeah)
we toke them quarters (here)
roll up foldin doja (yeah)
its that golden souljah (here)
ay yo we roll em, roll em (put em in a blunt)
and roll em, roll em (seal em in a philly when ya)
rollin, rollin (r