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letra de getting fried - project born

[chorus]
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
and blaze up another bud for homies that done died
you better recognize these players gettin’ fried

[verse 1: lil polk]
n-gga it’s that indo smoke that makes me choke
lil polk is in the house [?] smokin’ weed
and i’ma smoke it ’til i get broke
that buddha sess i smoke heat hits my chest it ain’t no joke
and n-gga i keep chokin’ and chokin’ ’til the early dawn
smoke that weed my n-ggas needy keep it dirty [?]
gettin’ fries late and high project born until i die
if you down with hard luck then throw your hands up to the sky
and watch this n-gga raise up and hit it like a real n-gga
get so f-ckin’ high i can’t tell you how i feel, n-gga
thought you knew, [?] puffin’ keep on puffin’
the chronic got me chokin’ take a hit you think i’m bluffin’
the project b-o-r-n [?] n-gga keeps you high
blew back down on your ass and we steady gettin’ fried

[chorus]
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
[verse 2: frank nitty]
i’m gettin’ fried, i’m gettin’ high but never froze
i’m blowin’ the indo makin’ that smoke come out my nose (n-gga)
the demon look away from me, i blow f-ckin’ hoes
[?] but never see me duckin’ hoes
blunts for kush with more [?] i get more [?] smokin’ that tree
i always get a n-gga what he wants, gettin’ fried
gettin’ fried high ’til you die, n-gga
i keep on gettin’ fried, why, ’cause i’m a fly n-gga
[?] love smokin’ buds flippin’ [?]
i get so high i think [?]
project mob blaze up, real n-ggas raise up
[?]
swisher sweet, [?] n-gga i ain’t tryna play and mr. nitty gettin’ high
[?]
fried up, they can get my fro cut
callin’ on my b-tch so i can get a ho nut
smokin’ up, smokin’ up, n-ggas keep on lokin’ up
playa hatas [?] off the indo that i’m chokin’ up
project born is in effect, tell me why you n-ggas [?]
[?] from the pjb, n-gga, we gettin’ fried

[chorus]
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
[verse 3: half pint]
don’t pass me no [?] bud, give me what i need, n-gga
i’m talkin’ bout buyin’ weed, n-gga
and i’m gon’ smoke ’til my eyes closed
or ’til i can’t smoke no mo’, because that indo got me paranoid
i’m young and black, plus i’m unemployed
i ride around with my vision blurred
busta, i thought you heard, but i got a drop on the twenty-third
i know you b-st-rds wanna see us fall
motherf-ck a downfull, playa hatin’ n-ggas, f-ck all of y’all
it’s b-o-r-n ’til the day i die, can’t live my sh-t up in a lie
depression got me f-cked so i’m smokin’ fry
now two wrongs don’t make a right, so bust a left
as i empty this swisher sweet [?] bud up in my chest
biatch, and that’s how the story goes
’cause n0body knows what goes in the nose when the do’s closed
so [?] you up against
if this sh-t don’t make no dollars, then n-gga you know it don’t make sense
and now i gotta blaze for the homies that died
right back indo ass n-gga and best believe i’m gettin’ high

[chorus]
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
and blaze up another bud for homies that done died
you better recognize these players gettin’ fried
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
and blaze up another bud for homies that done died
you better recognize these players gettin’ fried
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
and blaze up another bud for homies that done died
you better recognize these players gettin’ fried
[outro]
how many blunts can you choke?
i wanna get high off that indo smoke
and blaze up another bud for homies that done died
you better recognize these real [?] motherf-ckers gettin’ fried
“nine five, that new edition”

- project born

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