paroles de chanson Rollin' - Marco Polo

Roll it up nigga, that's haze right there
Let's get it in the air my dog so I can start my day
No need to spray, everybody know I get it high
Started at the ripe age of eleven
And that first puff was heaven
Started off a chain of events
And I've been blowin' every day since
The guacamole
I hate a nigga that's holy and condemn the smoke
The here'll make you choke and bust a super nut
You be way up in the gut sharing chromosomes
You feelin' me homes? I'm in love with piff
It keep me writing rhymes, it keep my dick real stiff
Old Jamaicans call it spliffs, Rasta [?]
Apple of my mother's eye, she think it's drugs
Used to smoke with my uncle Buzz and watch Richard Pryor
My eyes red, "You been smokin' son? You a liar"

I burn it down like an L.A. riot, don't try it
I be having niggas stuck and sitting around quiet
At the studio or in the hotel
I keep them smoke alarms ringing like Rock the Bells
I roll a piff like I hold my fifth
Steady, clean, and mean, then I smoke that shit
I got the murderous flow, I spit sick
I got problems with people I don't know, I flip quick
Niggas wish they could be like me
In a royal cypher with Sadat and AG
Girls say I smoke a lot, they hate me
'Cause I stink up their pretty clothes with fake weave
Fuck it, I'mma put it up in the air
For Big Pun and Dilla, wish you both was here
And that's from the heart nigga, not just talk
Yours truly, Junkyard, and I'm live from New York
I'm rollin!

I gotta do something, I'm addicted to puffin'
I say that, when I lay back I don't wanna do nothin'
Hand [?], bamboo or cigar
The pipe or the bong, give me a light and a song
Wifey can't take it no more, said I smoke a lot
Want me to stop, damn boo, you choke a lot
She keep playin' then I'mma have to ban her
Find out that she's serious, serious as cancer
That's not a game, no putting tumors on my brain
I think she's beefing 'cause I'm cheating with Mary Jane
I'll stop it boo, mission impossible
Far from Ethan Hunt with the green or the skunk
Redman told you how to roll a blunt
Hang with A I'll show you how to roll three hundred in a month
MP, consider us greatests
That's Beatnuts, Brand Nubians, and Diggin' in the Crates