Представляем точный текст композиции "Smoke Da Weed" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clika One . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Smoke Da Weed» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clika One передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clika One - "Smoke Da Weed"
Lyrics to Smoke Da Weed : [Chorus:] I smoke the weed trying to hide the pain Spendin all my time, smoke my life away You can feel it inside, take a look in my eyes Can you feel the pain Mary Mary, take my pain away With struggle in time, spittin all over my face Take a look in my eyes, dont you dear look away Mary Jane maintains, tryin to heel my pain [Romero New Mexico Lobo:] Kickin in the door with the double dawg pumped Shot gun trucha comin in people screamin And pushin and shovin Im buggin Im thugin and muggin Showin no love to you and my cousin now what [shut the fuck up] Bringin heat like an oven they call me no good for nothin Im always huffin and puffin about to get into some thin And if you startin Im jumpin in the Clika Im bumpin it New Mexico Lobo I aint the fool to be fuckin with Ignitin like dynamite my beat is automicly An automatic ak-47 aint no stoppin me Got the chronic got a problem G Im Romero like rufetho Im a always be on top of things I put the chronic in the bowl take a mothafuckin pull Like a mothafuckin fool like a mystery know who Im a lobo Im a rebel Im an angel Im a devil Im a norte Im a sur on the eastside of the west If you wish me all the best, Im a keep you in the chest See you see me all depressed, see you see me smokin stress See you see a lobo blessed I was never nothin more I was never nothin less Put my life on the beat comin live from the streets Im a fill me up a drink Take a toast to the very up most gettin weeded til Im comatoast Mary Mary all I needed Im a get you blown home grown All my road dawgs know that I give it all I got Always blowin out the spot, 4:20 on the dot Time to fire up a crop, everybody puffin on it when Im blazin up the chronic non stop So Im a hit on the drop, hold it in, let it out, Im so mothafuckin high That Im bleedin from the mouth, wrap my tongue up on the mic Im a smoke away my life tryin to hide from the pain [Chorus] [Bad Boy:] Smokin some weed on the daily waiting for the death says Since the 80s, I lived in a crib full of babies Left in the dark was a spark in the park Walkin with a strap, with no where to go, Mary Mary Jane, helped me to ease the pain And maintain the gank to stay game Started hustlin the dope to change and make thangs Stop fuckin with the hoes, get up and get paid, homie Get made, I got me a weapon to spray, I was lost for a day Walkin the street with a heat and some hay And ended up locked in a cage, like a slave Caught in a daze, funny as fuck you could say I got out and got blazed, took a turn lookin up how to change Was tellin a Bad Boy not to play But Mary Jane along with the nuts to get brave And the hopes to get saved Got me a name and a gang I would kill for Takin my bull shit to the grave Nothin but 7 0 2 blues, troops in a 82 Coup Duece Gotta move, my attitudes screwed Gotta get me some weed to get me through Smokin with nothin to do, writtin and rappin and shit It aint nothin new, livin and waitin til death do us part For my dreams to come true [Say it again] Smokin with nothin to do, writtin and rappin and shit It aint nothin new, livin and waitin til death do us part For my dreams to come true [Chorus] [ Smoke Da Weed Lyrics ]
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