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  • Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture
    With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia
    Tell 'em what were gonna do? Fool, I though you knew
    We're gonna fishbowl this ***** and roll the avenue
    Man, I'm 'bout to park it so we can get to spark it
    We'll score a fat sack and there won't be no more then
    We'll make a right turn the shef'll burn
    Break out the two four and put the bowl on turn
    We need to hurry up because my high's straight escapin'
    We need a sixty roll because this bowl, I'm sick of scrapin'
    We're gettin' low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb
    I got about a fifty, so Loc, what's the word?
    It's superb, we 'bout to blaze it
    We'll score a fat sack and smoke till we're hazin'
    Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted
    Saint call some freaks, why me? Because you're gifted
    Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Saint, we got low 'cuz we smoked all our ****
    That **** was straight legit, when I hit it, I almost choked
    Man, he broke and too bad, we ain't no joke
    Two hits and pass Saint, man, I want another roll
    The sap oversoked, man, I want some mo'
    That **** got me tipsy, I almost fell out the door
    Well, look at Saint's eyes, is that sucker livin'?
    Shake him or somthin' that fool's start trippin'
    What's a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin' down?
    It makes me think twice, with the J out your hand
    You ain't nothin' but a rookie
    Tryin' to drop science but your mind is playin' hooky
    Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth
    Sing along with the song, sendin' out to the youth
    Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night
    Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life
    Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night
    Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life
    Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Man, I'm gettin' stressed, I need to hit the cess
    I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves
    Let's get some Sensemilla, it's twenty a quarter
    Naw let's get some kind bud it's willin' to float ya
    Now check it out, I get a twenty from my girl
    I get a quarter bag of the MC Shwag that makes you hurl
    Look what I got, I just got my double chamber
    We smoke it with the everlast clip, prepare for danger
    And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it
    He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my grip
    I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely
    There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only
    Bud smokers only, bud smokers only
    There's a sign on my door that says 'Bud Smokers Only'
    Man, I'm gettin' hungry, we need to get some food
    Man, I need some chronic to get me in the mood
    Well, hold up, my pager is blowin' up
    Oh yeah, that's X-Daddy, looks like we'll be rollin' up
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
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  • Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture
    With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia
    Tell 'em what were gonna do? Fool, I though you knew
    We're gonna fishbowl this ***** and roll the avenue
    Man, I'm 'bout to park it so we can get to spark it
    We'll score a fat sack and there won't be no more then
    We'll make a right turn the shef'll burn
    Break out the two four and put the bowl on turn
    We need to hurry up because my high's straight escapin'
    We need a sixty roll because this bowl, I'm sick of scrapin'
    We're gettin' low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb
    I got about a fifty, so Loc, what's the word?
    It's superb, we 'bout to blaze it
    We'll score a fat sack and smoke till we're hazin'
    Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted
    Saint call some freaks, why me? Because you're gifted
    Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Saint, we got low 'cuz we smoked all our ****
    That **** was straight legit, when I hit it, I almost choked
    Man, he broke and too bad, we ain't no joke
    Two hits and pass Saint, man, I want another roll
    The sap oversoked, man, I want some mo'
    That **** got me tipsy, I almost fell out the door
    Well, look at Saint's eyes, is that sucker livin'?
    Shake him or somthin' that fool's start trippin'
    What's a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin' down?
    It makes me think twice, with the J out your hand
    You ain't nothin' but a rookie
    Tryin' to drop science but your mind is playin' hooky
    Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth
    Sing along with the song, sendin' out to the youth
    Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night
    Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life
    Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night
    Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life
    Roll it up then, no frontation
    Smoke it up then, heal the nation
    Roll it up then, burn the ganja
    I need to pass the roach because it's burning my hand
    Man, I'm gettin' stressed, I need to hit the cess
    I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves
    Let's get some Sensemilla, it's twenty a quarter
    Naw let's get some kind bud it's willin' to float ya
    Now check it out, I get a twenty from my girl
    I get a quarter bag of the MC Shwag that makes you hurl
    Look what I got, I just got my double chamber
    We smoke it with the everlast clip, prepare for danger
    And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it
    He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my grip
    I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely
    There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only
    Bud smokers only, bud smokers only
    There's a sign on my door that says 'Bud Smokers Only'
    Man, I'm gettin' hungry, we need to get some food
    Man, I need some chronic to get me in the mood
    Well, hold up, my pager is blowin' up
    Oh yeah, that's X-Daddy, looks like we'll be rollin' up
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
    Roll it up then, smoke it up then, roll it up then
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