Ganja Bus - Explicit Album Version 歌词
| 歌曲 | Ganja Bus - Explicit Album Version |
| 歌手 | Cypress Hill |
| 专辑 | Till Death Do Us Part |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| (feat. Damian Marley) | |
| [Damian Marley] | |
| All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus | |
| We now want the new weed, beat under us | |
| Rollin' up, roll like we thunderous | |
| Somkin' up, Rasta not sprinkle dust | |
| Too much ecstasy, make manna exit us | |
| Too much fantasy, here upon next to us | |
| Fit in ganja weed, always notorious | |
| Sucker censor me, if you feel glorious | |
| We have weed in our cakes and Oreo's | |
| Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro | |
| You want my roll, on someone you hardly know | |
| This Marley grow, no time to move feet | |
| Make it slow, you tellin' me no | |
| Say you want to start the show | |
| Like cool, Johnny Depp and you want to blow | |
| You shot, direct; that means you are far bellow | |
| You start to take, substances up in your nose | |
| [Chorus: Damian Marley - 2X] | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| [B-Real] | |
| On the ganja bus, they comin' after us | |
| We makin' stops all over Los Angeles | |
| On the block, where the weed that get scandalous | |
| When we run around, police can't handle us | |
| They wanna clout the bus, and on the top be us | |
| They never wanna come around, just a rowdy bunch | |
| Tengo el poder, tu no aguantas | |
| Yo sé, que el juego es dificil para usted | |
| Despiertate, no dejes to gente ver | |
| Tu situacion cuando no puedes mantener | |
| En fuerza que nosotros, enseñale | |
| Deja tu vida sin rastros, escondate | |
| Portate, we flyin' up tu +santrope+ | |
| And if you want we can jet through Montego Bay | |
| [Chorus: Damian Marley - 2X] | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| Senn Dogg! | |
| [Sen Dog] | |
| Cuando fumo yo no juego, pásame el fuego | |
| Me lo fumo todo, quememe los dedos | |
| En la mañana cuando me levanto | |
| Antes que nada, yo quemo un pipaso | |
| Enamorado con la yerba buena | |
| comida cubana y las nalgas morenas | |
| todas las nenas saben que yo tengo | |
| las colitas, vete en mi leño | |
| no hay nadie que me quite el vicio | |
| marihuano por vida, oiste chico? | |
| Mundo entero quiero que me entiende | |
| La cara virgen wanna va tu mente | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [B-Real] | |
| It's so hazardous | |
| Take a strive with us | |
| When it's over California, we react the bus | |
| We fabulous, your talk don't mean jack to us | |
| Better fear for your ass the assassins come | |
| Pass ya' blunts, gonna have to mash it up | |
| For you conniving mothafuckers wanna stash it up | |
| You actin' up, we can't have that's whats up | |
| Listen Muggs on the table gonna slash it up | |
| [Chorus] (2x) |
| feat. Damian Marley | |
| Damian Marley | |
| All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus | |
| We now want the new weed, beat under us | |
| Rollin' up, roll like we thunderous | |
| Somkin' up, Rasta not sprinkle dust | |
| Too much ecstasy, make manna exit us | |
| Too much fantasy, here upon next to us | |
| Fit in ganja weed, always notorious | |
| Sucker censor me, if you feel glorious | |
| We have weed in our cakes and Oreo' s | |
| Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro | |
| You want my roll, on someone you hardly know | |
| This Marley grow, no time to move feet | |
| Make it slow, you tellin' me no | |
| Say you want to start the show | |
| Like cool, Johnny Depp and you want to blow | |
| You shot, direct that means you are far bellow | |
| You start to take, substances up in your nose | |
| Chorus: Damian Marley 2X | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| BReal | |
| On the ganja bus, they comin' after us | |
| We makin' stops all over Los Angeles | |
| On the block, where the weed that get scandalous | |
| When we run around, police can' t handle us | |
| They wanna clout the bus, and on the top be us | |
| They never wanna come around, just a rowdy bunch | |
| Tengo el poder, tu no aguantas | |
| Yo se, que el juego es dificil para usted | |
| Despiertate, no dejes to gente ver | |
| Tu situacion cuando no puedes mantener | |
| En fuerza que nosotros, ense ale | |
| Deja tu vida sin rastros, escondate | |
| Portate, we flyin' up tu santrope | |
| And if you want we can jet through Montego Bay | |
| Chorus: Damian Marley 2X | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| Senn Dogg! | |
| Sen Dog | |
| Cuando fumo yo no juego, pa same el fuego | |
| Me lo fumo todo, quememe los dedos | |
| En la ma ana cuando me levanto | |
| Antes que nada, yo quemo un pipaso | |
| Enamorado con la yerba buena | |
| comida cubana y las nalgas morenas | |
| todas las nenas saben que yo tengo | |
| las colitas, vete en mi le o | |
| no hay nadie que me quite el vicio | |
| marihuano por vida, oiste chico? | |
| Mundo entero quiero que me entiende | |
| La cara virgen wanna va tu mente | |
| Chorus | |
| BReal | |
| It' s so hazardous | |
| Take a strive with us | |
| When it' s over California, we react the bus | |
| We fabulous, your talk don' t mean jack to us | |
| Better fear for your ass the assassins come | |
| Pass ya' blunts, gonna have to mash it up | |
| For you conniving mothafuckers wanna stash it up | |
| You actin' up, we can' t have that' s whats up | |
| Listen Muggs on the table gonna slash it up | |
| Chorus 2x |
| feat. Damian Marley | |
| Damian Marley | |
| All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus | |
| We now want the new weed, beat under us | |
| Rollin' up, roll like we thunderous | |
| Somkin' up, Rasta not sprinkle dust | |
| Too much ecstasy, make manna exit us | |
| Too much fantasy, here upon next to us | |
| Fit in ganja weed, always notorious | |
| Sucker censor me, if you feel glorious | |
| We have weed in our cakes and Oreo' s | |
| Believe me though, death upon your Marlboro | |
| You want my roll, on someone you hardly know | |
| This Marley grow, no time to move feet | |
| Make it slow, you tellin' me no | |
| Say you want to start the show | |
| Like cool, Johnny Depp and you want to blow | |
| You shot, direct that means you are far bellow | |
| You start to take, substances up in your nose | |
| Chorus: Damian Marley 2X | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| BReal | |
| On the ganja bus, they comin' after us | |
| We makin' stops all over Los Angeles | |
| On the block, where the weed that get scandalous | |
| When we run around, police can' t handle us | |
| They wanna clout the bus, and on the top be us | |
| They never wanna come around, just a rowdy bunch | |
| Tengo el poder, tu no aguantas | |
| Yo sé, que el juego es dificil para usted | |
| Despiertate, no dejes to gente ver | |
| Tu situacion cuando no puedes mantener | |
| En fuerza que nosotros, ense ale | |
| Deja tu vida sin rastros, escondate | |
| Portate, we flyin' up tu santrope | |
| And if you want we can jet through Montego Bay | |
| Chorus: Damian Marley 2X | |
| No nina where you find me | |
| Some boy go rich, blow ninety | |
| And smokin' like a genie | |
| The skunky and the greenie | |
| Senn Dogg! | |
| Sen Dog | |
| Cuando fumo yo no juego, pá same el fuego | |
| Me lo fumo todo, quememe los dedos | |
| En la ma ana cuando me levanto | |
| Antes que nada, yo quemo un pipaso | |
| Enamorado con la yerba buena | |
| comida cubana y las nalgas morenas | |
| todas las nenas saben que yo tengo | |
| las colitas, vete en mi le o | |
| no hay nadie que me quite el vicio | |
| marihuano por vida, oiste chico? | |
| Mundo entero quiero que me entiende | |
| La cara virgen wanna va tu mente | |
| Chorus | |
| BReal | |
| It' s so hazardous | |
| Take a strive with us | |
| When it' s over California, we react the bus | |
| We fabulous, your talk don' t mean jack to us | |
| Better fear for your ass the assassins come | |
| Pass ya' blunts, gonna have to mash it up | |
| For you conniving mothafuckers wanna stash it up | |
| You actin' up, we can' t have that' s whats up | |
| Listen Muggs on the table gonna slash it up | |
| Chorus 2x |
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