Текст (слова) песни: Kottonmouth Kings - Roll It Up

Roll it up then, confrontation
Smoke it up then, heal the nation
Roll it up then, burn the ganja
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand

Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture
With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia
What we gonna do? Fool I though you knew
We`re gonna fishbowl this bitch and roll the avenue
Man I`m barkin, park so we can get this sparked and
We`ll score a fat sack and there wont be no more then
We`ll make a right turn, the shef`ll burn
Break out the two-four and put the bowl on turn
We need to hurry up because my high`s straight escapin
We need a sixty roll because this bowl I`m sick of scrapin
We`re gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb
I got about a fifty, so Loc what`s the word?
Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (that`s what I`m sayin),
We`ll score a fat sack and smoke till we`re hazin
Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted
Saint call some freaks ,why me, cuz you`re gifted

Roll it up then, confrontation
Smoke it up then, heal the nation
Roll it up then, burn the ganja
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand

Saint we got low cuz we smoked all our dough
That shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost choked
Man he broke, and too bad we aint no joke
Two hits and pass that, man I want another roach
The sad oversoked man I want some mo
That shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the door
Let me say times cuz that sucker livin`
Shake in my somthin that fools start trippin
What`s a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down?
It makes me think twice, with the j out your hand
You aint nothin but a rookie
Tryin to drop science but your mind is playin hooky
Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth
Sing along with the song sendin out to the youth:
Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night
Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life
Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night
Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life

Roll it up then, confrontation
Smoke it up then, heal the nation
Roll it up then, burn the ganja
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand

Man I`m gettin stressed, I need to hit the cess
I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves
Lets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarter
Naw lets get some kind bud its willin to float ya
Now check it out I get a twenty from my girl
I get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurl
Look what I got I just got my double chamber
We smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for danger
And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it
He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my rip
I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely
There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only
Bud smokers only, bud smokers only
There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only

Man I`m gettin hungry we need to get some food
Man I need some chronic to get me in the mood
Well hold up, my pager is blowin up
Yeah that`s X-Daddy, looks like we`ll be rollin up

Roll it up then
Smoke it up then
Roll it up then

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Kottonmouth Kings - Roll It Up Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia What we gonna do? Fool I though you knew We`re gonna fishbowl this bitch and roll the avenue Man I`m barkin, park so we can get this sparked and We`ll score a fat sack and there wont be no more then We`ll make a right turn, the shef`ll burn Break out the two-four and put the bowl on turn We need to hurry up because my high`s straight escapin We need a sixty roll because this bowl I`m sick of scrapin We`re gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb I got about a fifty, so Loc what`s the word? Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (that`s what I`m sayin), We`ll score a fat sack and smoke till we`re hazin Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted Saint call some freaks ,why me, cuz you`re gifted Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Saint we got low cuz we smoked all our dough That shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost choked Man he broke, and too bad we aint no joke Two hits and pass that, man I want another roach The sad oversoked man I want some mo That shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the door Let me say times cuz that sucker livin` Shake in my somthin that fools start trippin What`s a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down? It makes me think twice, with the j out your hand You aint nothin but a rookie Tryin to drop science but your mind is playin hooky Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth Sing along with the song sendin out to the youth: Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life Roll it up then, confrontation Smoke it up then, heal the nation Roll it up then, burn the ganja I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand Man I`m gettin stressed, I need to hit the cess I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves Lets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarter Naw lets get some kind bud its willin to float ya Now check it out I get a twenty from my girl I get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurl Look what I got I just got my double chamber We smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for danger And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my rip I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only Bud smokers only, bud smokers only There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only Man I`m gettin hungry we need to get some food Man I need some chronic to get me in the mood Well hold up, my pager is blowin up Yeah that`s X-Daddy, looks like we`ll be rollin up Roll it up then Smoke it up then Roll it up then Нравится песня? 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