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letra de pothead greg - chop newman, xxae47

[intro: chop newman xxae47]
(blue strip mafia)
chop chop chop chop chop f-ckin newman man
hmix sh-t
hmix sh-t n-gga the f-ck
hmix blue strip n-gga
trappin in my bonnet
hmix
they see the dreads, make em fled like
uhuh alright
hmix sh-t n-gga

[verse 1: chop newman]
smoking on potatoes
now i’m slow like molasses
walk in the spot chop grabbing all these asses
over the garden wall where we smoke all the grasses
i’m the woodsman with the axe, uh
came to split backs and break tracks in half
for the darkness
come and get yo ass
take me back to the future so i can sell you smack
i need the almanac
me and xxae in da booth
soon to be the gods of rap
i need to find my way
where is beatrice
d-mn willis are you seeing this
i can’t believe this sh-t
the beast need more fuel for the lantern
untill we spin the block and let this f-cking mac burn
i’m greg i am not wirt
i keep a frog on my side
i let that n-gga go berserk
keep the 9 mil in my f-cking purse
[verse 2: xxae47]
over the garden wall
i’m a pot head like greg
dunce cap for n-ggas like wirt
i know they feeling dread
what’s the word bird in these blue jays
i’m flyer than beatrice then
carry the light like woodsman
i keep the shine in my head
lightbulb einstein thoughts
before the bars get spread
jason funderburker
n-ggas tryna hop on my trends
leave a n-gga
like mr.langtree
empty’s pockets with no bread
using your coat as a tent
using your coat as a
i was skipping school with animals
tryna stack up some deer and count bucks
off the dab pen playing possum
then come back from the dead
rip my lungs
these n-ggas raccoons
garbage diggers and punks
she got cat too old
i ain’t gone give her no f-cks
they put branches
on they heads
n-ggas bullsh-t beasts
they far from tough
stay incognito like jimmy brown
when the gorilla suit was stuck
they throwing more and more coins
the price yesterday ain’t todays price
that’s what it was
that’s what it was
b-tch that’s what it was
the price yesterday ain’t change the –
the price yesterday ain’t todays price
that’s what it was
that’s what it was
b-tch that’s what it was
i ain’t even gotta say no more
i think they understand that sh-t

- chop newman xxae47

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