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letra de tha weed - lil' hawk (bloods)

chorus x8:

i only f-ck with the weed, that’s all i need

verse 1:

up early in the mornin’, jumpin’ up, wakin’ outta bed
smokin’ and chokin’ on some good, now my eyes all red
lil’ mothaf-ckin’ hawksta, these n-ggas know me
i’m the same mothaf-cka that wooped the industry
with that, let’s get high, biitch
i’m still blazin’, that amazin’ i’mma never quit
me, spyder, b-brazy and my n-gga eyez
pimp d, kp, we still damu ridin’
we made one o’ the hardest b’s up
so fired up, word to the second letter
i smoke so mothaf-ckin’ much, i should be ashamed
but i don’t f-ck with that other sh-t, n-gga, on the gang
i’m off that bm, on cms i feel it right
i’m still smoked out, all f-ckin’ day and night
i’m tryna keep it wit’ me, think i ain’t got no limit
i’m master p up in this b-tch, everytime i hit it
you can punk the spinach, the greens or the cabbage
you know the mothaf-ckin’ rules too, this i pass it

chorus x4:
i only f-ck with the weed, that’s all i need

verse 2:

i smoke that good sh-t, n-gga, you on that bullsh-t
for dissin’, b-tch, we f-ck your mind right blew quick
gangsta mind that’s my n-gga, we be gettin’ blowed
it’s all the poppin’, non-stoppin’, never gettin’ old
my lil’ homie baby o, fo’ sho’, he a rider
he love my mothaf-ckin’ music, i be spittin’ that fire
you wanna smoke with me? first session on you
then after that, i’mma show yo’ ass what it do
and matter fact, i’mma smoke us on zip which
if you can hang, do yo’ thang, ain’t much you can do
then after that, it’s another one, now d. spook
he couldn’t make it past a 8, this n-gga through
this n-gga somebody booze, on the first zone
n-gga, if you don’t get yo’, mothaf-ckin’ ass on
and go smoke with them b-tches or them hoes or somethin’
fool, i smoke interpros like this sh-t ain’t nothin’
so the next time you wanna come and smoke wit’ me
come right for the flight, n-gga, on the b

chorus x4:

i only f-ck with the weed, that’s all i need!
verse 3:

n-gga, i’m so mothaf-ckin’ high, i forgot my name
black n-gga so the hat, n-gga, this m gang
i only f-ck with the green pure marijuana
i don’t f-ck with no other drugs, on my mama
there’s just somethin’ ’bout the weed, man, i gots to have it
no stream over bool, puff the magic dragon
now what’s happenin’ on the b a n-gga super blowed
just woopin’ in my sh-t, i’m on cruise control
it’s a nice find, even real b’s appease to
you come f-ckin’ on mojave, now i’mma fly illegal
i just took about a hunned back to the net
i don’t drink when i drive to prevent a wreck
i’m on deck with the blammer and that’s just in case
i gotta bent it to a n-gga, leave without a trace
i don’t even wanna do it, i was tryin’ to bick it
i’m ’bout to twist up another one, i’m gettin’ lifted

chorus x4:

i only f-ck with the weed, that’s all i need!

outro:

the f-ck y’all waitin’ fo’? fire that sh-t up, n-gga, y’all mothaf-ckas bullsh-t, y’all be smokin’, it’s that california good from the ‘wooood, haha!

- lil hawk bloods

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