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letra de weed - persona & shue laces

[verse 1: persona]
yo uh smoking arizona good weed gonna put me in acoma
these days never catch a n-gga sober live la vida loca
posted on the corner, new york all the way too california
smoking kush blunts everyday on the sofa, make em last longer
sitting in the sauna where n-ggas got revolvers
uh purp blazing jamming on vacation out to jamaica
where bob marley made it, beach house taken girls b-tt naked
smoking spliffs all day my lungs can’t take it
woman get faded drugs get raided road block 4 am the
cops ain’t playing ha where my yardies got block partys
gunshots go off gonna stop the whole party
respect to the sargent death to the h-rnets
suppressed in the darkness evaluate my options
respect to my father raise me as a rasta
now im smoking weed everyday it ain’t a problem
shank you for a dollar bronx n-ggas taught me
now im laying low in the chevy with a 40
pack of n-ggas storm in at 8 in the morning
catch me off guard high as f-ck with a shawty
full of happy stories liberty and glory
aiming for the better things success
and the money bring, ball out like
the jeffersons nice car big crib
in the netherlands, more expensive
sh-t soon get obsessed with it
the more important things in life
get neglected quick, thats some
extra sh-t watch who you stepping
with they lead you right to
your death be prepared for it
you feel me

[verse 2: shue laces]
we smoke everyday visions
stay so blur like kurt cobain
man you can’t match this joints
in the air make your problem disappear
call that magic, david blaine with the roll up
got me chris angel catch me in the heavens cause
im high as f-ck, now you see my problems are so deep
like the ocean sea see we smoke weed to solve that, roger
that if we in here you know that weed in here let me make
that clear, clear papers so you know that we be here we in here
smoking that weed in here, yeah know that f-ck the government
im a rebel when im not sober, weed not deadly like a cobra no deaths
yet so tell me how marijuana ain’t legal yet, catch me high never low like a
cadillac in fact i smoke so much you think i have cataract, so much ls that my
lungs are black so much jays like a sneaker brand or a sneaker head
pledging mary jane for keeping me sane for the time i live
can you dig that? yeah if not grab a shovel and dig a hole
so me and persona can drop ya body into that b-tch!
and its planeart lions den until i die but still rep
that sh-t in the afterlife so scratch that hahah
personaaaa and shue lacesss

- persona shue laces

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