Letras de Roll It Up Again

That′s some good shit, man

We all some weed smoking niggas, I'm the supervisor
Whenever you need a hit of the vaporizer
I come with so many little ways to smoke it
Had a twelve foot bong but somebody broke it

Sorry ass nigga got stolen or stripped it
He could′ve got beat down for the crime he committed
Lucky ass rookie with his fucking pill jar
Better be glad I'm a stoner, would've fucking killed ya

Be cool homie, don′t act like a joker
I′ll fold your ass up like a bad hand of poker
You got weed but believe me
I don't want none of your shit ′cause it's ziti

Homie I′m sharing my weed, I'm not greedy
Are you high? ′Cause your eyes are so beady
Eyes so close that you can't really see me
I'm so official, I′m stamped with a weed leaf

Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound
Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound

You′re like me, you got a thirst for the vapors
But some of you homies are still stuck on the papers
We got sticky green in your mouth, can you taste it?
You better hold it in, little homie don't waste it

The kind of shit that′ll creep up on ya

Can't even warn ya, it′s how we do it up in California
Got you so high now that your brain is cold
And you're trying to get shit done but you′re going through motions

Mouth so dry you could drink up the ocean
Mary has a bunch of young niggas showing devotion
It's been so long since the days that we pushed up
Now we all stack chips and smoking the kush up

Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound
Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound

I got wrapped up from doing the thug shit
Gun in your mouth and it looks like a snug fit
It's best off if you taking the high road
′Cause I blaze a nigga on the mic like pyros
Give a zig-zag and you′re blunt with papers
Put 'em aside, we gonna hit up the vapors

Wake up the neighbors, movers and shakers
Homies and haters, do me a favor, don′t fuck up the flavor
If you really get high it might save ya
You ain't winning niggas over with your fucking behavior
It′s right at the time it might take ya
I'ma light another spliff like I′m hanging out in Jamaica

Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound
Smoke it up, light it up
Roll it up, pass it around
Niggas at the party wanna get high
If you want it we can all start blazing the pound