Blow Treez |
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Blow Treez Lyrics |
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 "This should be played at high volumePreferably in a residential area" Gilla House niggas! [Reggea adlib] [Hook] "Want you to know, ya" `Round here we blow treez `Round here we blow treez `Round here we blow treez "Can you understand?" `Round here we blow treez `Round here we blow treez `Round here we blow treez [Redman] Hey yo move out, roll in Haters out, hoes in Walk in the club, low brim Hanging out like clothes pins I hustle flow/ do my show/ attract women Keep that heat and the John Lennon Boy you won`t catch me arguin` Brick City, that`s right! Hood down, hands up! Red "Lord of the Ring" (clean?), lookin` for that Precious I`m talking weed and women, when the trouble come I`m `bout it Shit I`d rather get caught with my gun then get caught without it It`s Gilla House nigga, you know we here to smoke DJ keep it Kool, Reggie let me UH-HAH clear my throat When I`m in yo` town man`, you better act a fool Turn your college dorm to Rodney Dangerfield- Back to School! [Hook] [Ready Roc] `Round here we blow treez (blow treez) `Til our nose bleed Started with a quarter then slowly smoked up a O-Z Ready keep it raw like a nigga ordered a whole ki` "Nigga let me hit ya blunt" Nah, you don`t know me Gilla! Gilla House and Gotti click Bang like karate flicks Duck when the shotty spit Or land in a pile of shit Known to make you cowards bleed Smokin` on that Sour Dies` That cali weed`s So funky we call it cottage cheese I`m in the powered V-12 Look at all these females Jockin` me cuz of all the records that we sell Got them pounds for retail Hit me on my email And drop bombs dot com, yo who need L`s? [Hook] Yo, yo my bud`ll do ya Method Man constant drug abuser Occasional boozer And I`m slick as Rick the Ruler I piss in the sewer Underground man, I spits manure Plus make maneuvers With Doc/ That sixteen shot/ Ruger Is back on your block/ blastin` a shot/ like screw ya Fuck everybody that knew ya My dogs are Oogka-Dupa They Bark and they bite I Darken your life Muthafuckas slippin` like wearing Gators Walking on ice This is New Edition, I`m Hot Tonite I spit it right/ ya Gots to like Tell Sean Paul I Gots a light One in the head, Stop ya life Huh, my niggas stay on the block/ Slingin` them rocks/ until the Cops (indict?) Ya heard [Hook] [Reggae adlib] |
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