Lyrics 2 Joints - SPM

I hit it from worst ways after the first day
I′m needin it everyday and twice on a Thursday
Blood thicker than water and pounds better than quarters
I smoking two joints while I'm knocking down yo daughter
Dope House Records is on fire so grab the extinguisher
I smoked out in the beamer bout to get emphysema
Gun slingers rap singers with more stripe than the bengals
No need for the gang sign I′m using my trigger finger

Now won't you roll one, po the four one
Sometimes I'm real selfish and I′ll smoke my weed with no one
You know me I′m young Happy P
Kick back and blow a sweet while my niggas move keys
Bitch please I got G's
Sippin corona with lima squeeze and platinum P′s
Only smoke on the fine leaves
I started out selling five dollar sweets
And now I'm elevating selling 5000 dollar beats

I smoke two joints when I wake up
In the car I smoke two joints
I smoke two joints when I play video games
And every 10, 000 points
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more

Maan this killer herb got me running over curbs
And writing these raps full of misspelled words
I curse on my verse snatch yo bitch like a purse
Cause she like the twinkies that I slapped on my herse
I take two charges it′s really quite harmless
The only side effect is that it makes you retarded, ha ha
I started in 82 in fifth grade
You can say I was in high school, true smoker

I got married at an early age con mi hermosa
Maria es mi esposa mi Sanchez Nina Rosa
Mafiosa, pero es un otra cosa
My wife es celosa, no llores mariposa
Tan chiclosa
Te triago from coasta coasta
I got your corizon droppin mi bolsa
Borracho de tu besos, hoja pa mis wesos
Me traes pesos, con idea pa' mis sesos

I smoke two joints when I wake up
In the car I smoke two joints
I smoke two joints when I play video games
And every 10, 000 points
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more

Diamond pop the balla scene smoke two joints where I can beam
Flip the scene bizatines sippin lean sticky green
Come out fresh when it spring, steady flossing diamond rings
Bustin gats with Bing, catchin squares at ten
Baby Beeshi got the throne, Happy P we fitting to roll
And shut em down we living throwed,got the keys
We got the vo′s
Hit and run cause the scheme, hold my breath and feel my spin
Since diamond came around, now she down with a team

Now I'm down with Bobby Brown, but I love Al Green
Keep a sweet in my mouth and another in my jeans
Bout to blow em back to back taking two to the dome
Home grown hydroponic always wanna get blown
Stay stoned out the mode, drop a flow rock a show
Got to go out the do, boppin hoe after close
Nose hits roach clips, place a pink in my eye
And I'm always down wit trying new ways to reach for the sky

I smoke two joints when I wake up
In the car I smoke two joints
I smoke two joints when I play video games
And every 10, 000 points
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more

Now I be blowing only one but less than three, that′s the recipe
Yes indeed blowing oooey gooey a necessity, don′t question me
Blowin' heavily till I′m 70 that's the remedy
Feelin famous like the Kennedy′s from here to Tennessee
Sippin hennesse, smocking with intensity
Feel my ghetto energy
Fools be sweating me for that rush in the Lebanese
I be getting higher than the hills of Beverly
Beverly

Two joints be smellay in my Cadi from the Valley to Cali
In the alley serving patties hastled by federales
Drippin candy, sippin brandy, twenty inches look fancy
On my way to the grammys, hoes droppin they panties
Got a freak named Sandy making hits like Sammie
I'm posted up with biscuits and chicken fried steak at Grandy′s
Smashing off maan for sure, got my TVs on glow
Smocking two smocking four, then back door hit two mo