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[00:06.43]I left my love in San Francisco with ten pounds of indo
[00:10.86]I put her on the road with the work
[00:12.66]Told her: "hold that first, I'm gon' cash out, get mo'"
[00:14.76]Down from the jump, hand on the pump, she my shot gun rida'
[00:18.16]If a nigga want funk, throw him in the trunk
[00:20.17]Burn him up, pass my lighter
[00:21.75]Smokin' on killa, straight casualties
[00:23.30]In your weed like Mickey and Mallory
[00:25.16]A pimp nigga, bitch nigga, yeah, I gotta be
[00:26.86]A broke bitch fuck with my allergies
[00:28.58](Phoow!) Damn Fred, God bless you
[00:30.80]These niggas and these hoes can't stress you
[00:32.66]A sack of the good, rollin' the wood, ain't no pressure
[00:35.63]I got money on my mind, dope is on my line
[00:39.67]Police tryna hit me but they miss me every time
[00:43.34]'Bout to smoke it right, pourin' up a pint
[00:46.86]Police tryna hit me but the miss me every time
[00:50.45]Smokin' and ridin X3
[00:57.66]The gangsta Gibbs and we cruising down these ghetto streets
[01:02.43]You checkin' out his trials, seeing how they be
[01:11.24]His cup full of pink, mines full of brown
[01:19.23]And you know that's us coming down the block when you hear that sound
[01:26.01]Right now I'm smoking with Gibbs but girl I'm thinking 'bout you
[01:29.93]Then I smoke some more with Problem too
[01:33.70]And when we done smoking, I'm tryna get to you, baby, baby
[01:40.66]Smokin' and ridin X 6
[01:56.35]Half a zip of that cali-flower
[01:58.10]Every time I write rhymes in first class
[02:00.50]New Rollie on, that's how I define hard times
[02:03.38]Long way from them drive-bys
[02:05.19]Them ratchet hoes and them drug dealers
[02:07.10]Bougie party need a fifty plus
[02:08.86]I'm bring ratchet hoes and all drug dealers
[02:10.87]R-N-S, I love niggas, almost more than I love weed
[02:14.19]Body shots, I see bloods bleed
[02:16.25]Once you return to hood they say "blood leave"
[02:17.81]That's how they show me they love me
[02:19.67]I thank 'em now that I smash off
[02:21.57]Drop some bread in my cash vault
[02:23.33]Then hit the block and drop a half off
[02:25.22]Smoke with me, roll it up
[02:26.95]Money stacks getting Kobe tall
[02:28.87]My young ridder hit his first lick
[02:30.61]We celebrate even though they roll
[02:32.47]Dream drug keepin' me calm
[02:34.18]Stay focused on what I need to do
[02:36.14]I'm the one, there's no need for two
[02:37.70]I breathe the block, you bleed the truth
[02:40.12]Smokin' and ridin X9