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a-game - blazeeee lyrics

[intro] (a-game)
yeah! it’s a-game and c2!
this tropical storm ain’t the only thing blowin’ trees here in the 8-1-3!

[hook] (c2 & a-game)
i smoke the herb while i’m soaring in the sky
death do us part, smoke sticky icky ’till i die
i get h-lla high, i get h-lla high
bust it down, roll it up, fl!ck the bic, lighters to the sky!
fl!ck the bic, light it up, take a rip i’m high as f-ck
grindin’ nugs, take a puff; let your problems go away just
blazeeee… blazeeee…. blazeeee… blazeeee

[verse 2] (a-game)
4/20/2010 took my first hit
15 years old on my own with some herb b-tch
break it down (roll it up!) blaze a blunt (just for fun!)
and when the weed’s gone, go ahead and roll another one
the cathy jordan act didn’t p-ss (f-ck that!)
but i still blaze on gr-ss full of hash in a zag
never p-ssed in my cl-ss, only p-ssed ’till it’s ash
in the back of my whip with the bird and a gasmask
in the center console, you’ll find some rolling papers
saving for a volcano so i can go ’round blowin’ vapors
i got that loud, just like i don’t even know the neighbors
smokin’ major trees, you smoke that dookie grab the toilet paper
let mary meet molly and molly meet lucy, i smoke h-lla weed and then write on a looseleaf
i’m high as a kite in the sky and i’m truly, livin’ my life every night like a movie
rhyme in the booth with my eyes h-lla droopy, grind all the time and i’m fly as a ‘chute be
(parachute!) i’m done, let’s go and grab another blunt

[verse 2] (c2)
when i wake up in the morning i smoke 2 blunts to the head
my swag stay fly when i first hop up out the bed
b-tches saying i’m the realest in the game enough said
cause you never have to ask why my eyes are so red
i get h-lla high, smokin’ purp, blowin’ kush clouds
chillin’ with my n-ggas in the booth sippin’ on good brown
break it down split the blunt, light the flame p-ss it ’round
let me hit that b-tch again while you break another pound
blazeeee…blazeeee
blueberry swisher got the room full of haze
my eyes so low, i’m soaring like i’m on a plane
got that liquor in my cup, my words be slurred for days
smokin’ on a pound every godd-mn day, k!llin’ this sh-t with my boy a-game
t.h.c. all up in my brain, and i’m bringin’ that blunt if you bringin’ that flame
it’s time to speed it up cause i’m in the slow lane, masked vilin ent and c2 is the name
and i’m still goin’ strong ain’t a d-mn thing change, sit back and relax spark it up then blaze

[outro]
i get h-lla high! i get h-lla high!
i’m high as f-ck
blazeeee
more ganja
that’s the sound of the ganja going to the brain
credits
released 20 april 2014
a-game, c2, and scarecrow beats

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