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rbl posse - pass the zigzags lyrics

(“inhale, exhale with my flow”)

[verse 1: hitman]
i need that indo indo smoke, indo indo choke
me and my n-ggas’ throat, indo indo choke
black man type of sh-t that make me and my n-ggas seeing mirages
leanin’ over the slob with watery eyes straight smobbin’
slobbin’ on his -ss, would you please smack up in the kisser
huffin’ and huffin’ and puffin’ and puffin’ ‘til the sh-t is centered
took my breath away, i’m like gone with the wind
do not step in my ride if you gone with no ends
bend, the corner, so i can get four for 25
slip and slide, ready for the whoride
see, real n-ggas smoke real dank, make you say, “how you crown that grammar?”
talkin’ to that n-gga on the side, “man, i’m allergic to that bammer”
so p-ss the spliff this so i can get lifted
f-ckin’ with this sh-t, it makes me feel real gifted
steppin’ to me with bammer is just like an indecent proposal
kid’s like piping hot, ready to come from the shoulders
hold, on, like en vogue for this sh-t
mixed with md 20/20 leadin’ a 20 bit
so mr. sandman, would you please me give me a dream?
please show me that n-gga who always bring the zags and weed

[chorus]
p-ss me the zig-zags
so i can roll it up, so i can roll a fat one
p-ss me the zig-zags
so i can roll it up, so i can roll a fat one
p-ss me the zig-zags
so i can roll it up, so i can roll a fat one
p-ss me the zig-zags
so i can roll it up, so i can roll a fat one

[verse 2: black c]
p-ss me the f-ckin’ lighter
i’ve been on the block all night and all-nighter
just breaking fiends off, something kinda proper
and b-tches on the d-ck ‘cause i’m the panty knocker
i’ll send one on a mission, she brought me back some bammer
i had to go and bust a move just like mc hammer
and catch him at his spot, sellin’ his pot, i pulls the glock
take his crop, ‘cause sellin’ that fake sh-t, it won’t stop
but right now, i think that i am swervin’
because that potent as chronic got me pervin’
p-ss the zags of the vega
it ain’t sh-t greater than a n-gga comin’ through with a fat fader
and that’s how that sh-t goes
i might f-ck them b-tches but i’ll never love them hoes
they always on the d-ck, breath like sh-t, talkin’ yang-yang
b-tches on the nuts ‘cause they potent like cocaine
so uh…
(p-ss me the zig-zags, so i can roll it up, so i can roll a fat one)
i need some of that right sh-t, some of that tight sh-t
some of that, some of that, some of that make you wanna bite sh-t
and we smoke it to a funk b-ssline
i gots to make mine, even if it take nine, years
to my peers shiftin’ gears
and p-ssin’ me that potent -ss chronic and them beers
just…

[verse 3: mr. cee]
well once again, it’s that time to get high
to talk about that sh-t that catches up with you like a french fry
so drive to your local weed spot
and grab some stanky dank a.k.a. known as pot
now when i say pot, sh-t, i don’t mean a pan
‘cause all you need is a couple of zig-zags to go to the lands
and if you smoke, then you know what i mean
‘cause there’s only one thang besides money that i like green
and if you still don’t have a clue
no, it ain’t elmer’s but the sh-t’ll still have you stuck like some glue
straight nail it to the wall
it’s that type of sh-t that’ll pete d-ckin’ mary, takin’ that b-tch straight from paul
in other words, i mean some foul play
‘cause n-ggas sure don’t know how to act with another n-gga’s b-tch or some dank
and if you got some weed, sh-t, you’ll all win
‘cause a fat gram comes in handy when you got no dividends
it gets free sh-t, hmm, i never lie
free haircuts, free cot, maybe a bean pie
yeah, you notice that’s good
it’s meltin’ all the hoes like an ice cube and calmin’ all the boys in the hood
so by now you know what’s up
go and get your versateller card while i go to the corner and make me 50 bucks
and buy some weed and start puffin’ like the magic dragon
so get the papers, and n-gga start ziggedy-zaggin

(“inhale exhale with my flow”) (repeat 4x)

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