Текст (слова) песни: G.O.O.N. Squad - Royal Blunt

[Cornbread]
Maaaannn I keep my blunt true like I do my crime
And once I, twist up this bloop, it`s gone blow your mind
Hold up, I can`t choose because them Royals will hurt you
My favorite Jamaican Rum will taste fine with the purple
Now we can smoke all night, cousin it ain`t nothing
Don`t trip, if we run out of Trues, just keep them Royals coming
Got a gang of different types, go on and let the plastics rip
Watch the flavor fill the room, you ain`t got to take a sniff
But once you take a wiff, oh boy its automatic
Everytime you holding sticky, you gone hit the store and grab it
Take it from your boy, I done witnessed it first hand
And this is shoutin Cornbread out the silent thats my man

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
We can go all night, keep them True Blunts coming
Drop some paper on the table if you`re smoking something
We can Royal wrap some sticky if you Oooooo Weeeeee
Royal wrap some sticky if you Ooooooo Weeeeee

[Mano]
Yo, rip it out the package
Stuff in Royal wrap it
For the sticky man, gone blueberry or Cognac-it
It got to be the True, Goons blow the blue in traffic
Pull up at the light, smell it, and you gots to have it
What you smoking on?...(This!?)..It`s the Royal Blunt
Go rush them, they got 10 bomb flavors you gone fully want
So go and get them, they fresh and clean
Don`t got to split them, just stuff them up, light them up, and hit them
It`s the Royal Blunt, it`s the True Blunt, thats the best for me
All those other fake blunts, thats like stress to me
Ayo, roll it up, all we blow is the sho`nuff
Keep it True, becuase we don`t smoke nothing thats tore up

[Chorus]

[Cavie]
I`m about to roll up a True Blunt and pass it around
Until all of my Goonies become engulfed in a cloud
That sour apple smoke, I start to choke and back up off it
When I look around the room I see all my Goons coughing
Yeah, here come another one, passed by my partner
I think the flavor`s grape, but nah, its pena colada, Yeah
That sticky icky get me
And once it hit me it lift me it twist me, make me switch like Bill Bixby
Nah, I mean like David Banner, especially off Banana
When I seen them Royal Blunts man, I had to grab them
Got to have them, when I`m in the club on me like Ahhh yeah
It`s going down tonight, it`s Royal Blunts everywhere

[Chorus]

[Mobo-Ced]
I`m the Kiiinnnggg
Of chopping and dropping them trees
Elbows to O.C.`s
Go tell the police
Mob got a Glad plastic trash bag with no seeds
Keep my grass with no leaves
When you see, you say its O.G.
Don`t want to hurt nobody
But I put bomb in the air like Sadaam or Bin Laden
With my Goon guys Squadron, (?)....green we squabbin partner
But I rather be, rolling me up something to blow
With one of them blueberry or cherry Royal Blunts from the store
Change the (?) when I light up, or 2 blunts (?) dryer
I know...its going to take me hiiiiiigggher
That sticky got my eeyyyyeess shut
And my mouth drrryyyeeed up
I`m blowing

[Chorus] - 2X

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