译文: 绿色芽. 偶尔.
Pretty green bud all in my blunt Oh, I need it We can take off, yeah, now Oh, marijuana, yeah Pretty green bud all in my blunt Oh, I need it We can take
open like a peacock I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit Her hair and her nails did show me love Ya man say he got good green show me some bud
If the things that I seen through my Prada frames got me paid Watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky chain I got I got my fames cluttered with this bud
I, I bet I I bet I bust, I bet I bust Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud, I bet I bust Bust, bust, bu-bu-bust Yeah, on bud, bet I bust
Can't let a me high go I'ma broke Mo Thug got the bud and it get up up on me...inhale Just split up a blunt and me roll up a fat one, make it POD'ed
spray down to the pave Puttin' them souls up off in them graves Dwell in Hell, they'll all lay slayed Amazed, must I blaze, it's insane when I take that bud
'm in L.A. I run with the Thugs Better creep to the city and look for the weed spot Stop 'cause I gotta get bud Wanna get a pound of that fool stuff
money I'm givin' up love to the hustlas, all them St.Clair thugstas Makin' that money, stayin' on your feet And you better believe gotta have that cheese For the green
We niggas wid nothing to lose Tripping and sipping on brews and acting a fool Mo' Thug be loving to smoke mo bud Fiend for the green leaves Nigga, quick
stuck on murda Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and
and stuck on murda Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team
m gettin a buzz, and buyin' the grub So, nigga, just pass me the bud I'm goin broke for the good thai Yeah I got the cheese, G's I'm a fiend for the green
until you choke I'm gettin a buzz, and buyin' the grub I'm goin broke (four thugs gets high/for the good thai) So, nigga, just pass me the bud I'm a fiend for the green
foot by the foot in my fruit roll up No cuts, no stems, no seeds straight THC indeed I'm tryna get stoned like I'm staring into Medusa eyes You ain't got green
Soopaman baby, that's who I am Flyin' through the air, without a care I'm high as hell blazin', that Cali weed That Kryptonite bud, that sticky green
Alert, he said 'Yes' I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal tone It don't work, I show them the chrome and flash the greens Coincide wit the
