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rucka rucka ali – da weed u need lyrics

[chorus]
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please

[post-chorus]
unless you got that motherf-ckin’
crista-chronic cut-a-lack
better get my money back
put it back in my hundred stack

[verse 1]
flip a track so i get my crack
when the f-ck we gonna see a free jamaica
i been waiting 25 minutes for a milkshake huh
jamaican red, i got jamaican red
y’all just make me laugh
makin’ up names for your sh-t
you’re all little kids you all getting jacked
you got blueberries?
i got six caps in your head
my cash stays in my wallet
(watchu got?)
i got weed f-ck else would i call in
s’all good when you in the hood joggin’
catch a cap in the back of your noggin
end your life and your wife is sobbin’
now you’re dead and your wife’s head is bobbin’
you got bullets stuck to your palate
smoke crack in the back of wonton palace
we open for business it’s christmas
ain’t n-body up in this b-tch doing sh-t kid
wonton crack fried rice is dericious
i take it back to my house made of b-tches
jackie chan go wash my dishes
f-ck all the b-tches
f-ck all the snitches

[chorus]
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please

[post-chorus]
unless you got that motherf-ckin
crista-chronic cut-a-lack
better get my money back
put it back in my hundred stack
flip a track so i get my crack

[verse 2]
they call me jesus but i turn my water to crack
i just spit back the facts and leave no sign of attack
y’all know my uncle osama, spit in the face of obama
signed his name after the comma to send yo mama some drama
but that sh-t ain’t cool, n-gg- sh-t in the pool
chase him down with a bat, my man’s actin’ the fool
osama wouldn’t last a minute on the streets of detroit
he’d get his -ss sprayed up straight up, by me and my boys
f-ck those tallibandit f-ggot, ’cause we takin’ it back
to the street with phat beats due to public demand
cut osama like salami, fold him like origami
leave several chapters of a script written only in kanji
beat him up in the rehab, toss him up like a meatslab
hook him up a toetag and send him back in a bag
where we’ll all take turns takin’ a p-ss on his face
so we can get right back to the american way

[chorus]
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please
weed that you need
ain’t from the chinese
crack’s the best
ask your friend for me please

[outro]
unless you got that motherf-ckin’
crista-chronic cut-a-lack

- rucka rucka ali lyrics

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