Hella D**e

It's f**k my ni**a

Rep Taylor Gang

Wassup my ni**a

Big as a truck my ni**a

That's the bag I'm smokin'

You brag I'm hopin' that

You got some sh*t too

That's real sh*t

That a ni**a do

Like leave a joint on the table

Smoke I don't drink sir I'm not Maple

No and not able to hate on me sh*t

And the money I get

Make a ni**a rich

Make a b**ch ni**a sit

Make a hoe get on dick

Come to the crib and just strip

Put a joint to my lips

And get highed up scryed up

I mean skied up

My niggas fried

But don't try to run up on us

'Cause it might happen

For the streets ni**a I ain't just rappin'

I gotta couple niggas cappin'

Hatin' on me

But when you see me you dapin'

What's happenin'

You a f**k ni**a

I'm on the roll

Gettin' bucks ni**a

Gettin' paid

Gettin' laid

You a roach ni**a gettin' sprayed

By the Raid

And them cops wanna raid us

B**ch niggas wanna hate us

But them niggas can't fade us

I gotta afro bad hoes

Know a ni**a name

Yeah I'm on the plane

Smellin' like w**d

Bringin' my trees with me

Everywhere I go

And everywhere I blow

Hella d**e

Hella smoke

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Hella smoke

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Hella smoke

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I blow

Hella d**e

Hella smoke