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Bagz

Mad bagz of weed (mixed up)(madrox)

If it ain't green it ain't us, your parents hate us

Because we smell like cannabis and remind 'em of the incubus

Another freek of the night

With accessible roach clips, bongs and weed pipes(monoxide)

We comin wit the straight 28, a full oz

Only fuckin wit the weed you can keep your nose bleed

Mash all you haters actin like you know me

Twiztid motherfucker, what you got on my tree?(madrox)

I smoke it down to the ash and burnin lips and finger tips

On for helly shit, take a bullet and I'm passin it

Right into the ashtray where it belongs

From the bag, to the j, to the tray, to the bong(monoxide)

Smoke a lot of weed, cloud 9, space flyin

People try to front on my dope but I can see inside 'em

Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session

And i'ma smoke it all up quick without questionI hope you brought the papers, you know I brought the trees

So roll another joint, and hand that bitch to me

We do this everyday, so work it out with me

No matter what they tell us, this is reality(monoxide)

Eyes blew out red I'm lookin faded

Clothes stank like bud, and my finger tips is always resinated

We burnin ganja wit the windows up

I gotta qp, a good green rolled, ready to puff(madrox)

I smoke entirely to much weed for average folks

But I never said that I was average, I like to smoke

Mad bags of weed, no stems, no seeds

All I really want, and all I really need(monoxide)

I gotta tell you bitches, it ain't no smokin for free

If you ain't fuckin wit me

Don't put your lips up on my motherfucking tree

Wrap your surroundings like a zig-zag

Light your block with the flame and take a big drag(madrox)

We blaze trees on the highways and the driveways

In the casket I keep an axe in the backsack

With a zig-zag, for the two blunt trademark

Trees every studio session we gettin sparkedChorus(madrox)

We smoke weed everyday, regardless what you say

And every single night with the get-right

You need to get up, and shut up, with all your pride

And all you non-smokin niggas, get the fuck outside(monoxide)

Only weed smokers up in this bitch tonite

Thick clouds of weed smoke, green like kryptonite

I don't drink, shoot-up, or take x

Only three loves in life is bud, death and sex(madrox)

Gimme gimme green leaves, laced up with hashish

When we rotton dirty, watch for police

Listen and learn, cause I would never steer you wrong

Knowledge gets accumulated like resins in bongsChorus: repeat twice

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