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Featuring Problem & BJ The Chicago Kid (Hook) Smokin and ridin x3 (Verse) I left my love in San Francisco with ten pounds of indo I put her on the roll with the work told her hold that first, we gon' cash out get mo Down from the jump, hand on the pump, see my shotgun rida If a nigga want front, throw him in the trunk Run him up, pass my lighter Smokin on killa straight casualties In your weave like mickey and mallory A pimp nigga, bitch nigga, yea gotta be A broke bitch fuck with my allergies, (whoa!) Damn pray, god bless ya These niggas and the hoes can't stress ya A sack of the good, rollin the wood, ain't no pressure I got money on my mind, dope is on the line Police tryna get me but they miss me every time Bout to smoke it right, pourin up a pint Police tryna get me but they miss me every time (Hook) Smokin and ridin x3 Songtexte(Verse) Good gangsta Gibbs and we cruising down these ghetto streets (you know it) You checkin out his trials, seeing how they be (you know it) His cup full of pink, mine's full of brown And you know that's us coming down the block when you hear that sound (aw yeah) Right now I'm smoking with Gibbs but girl I'm thinking 'bout you Then we smoke some more, with Problem too, And when we done smoking, I'm tryna get to you, baby baby baby (Hook) Smokin and ridin x6 (Verse) Half a zip of that cali-flower Every time I write rhymes in first class with a rolly on That's how I define hard times Long way from them drive byes Them ratchet hoes and them drug dealers Bougie party need a fifty plus Bring them ratchet hoes and our drug dealers RNS, I love niggas, I'm off more than I love weed, Body shots I see bloods bleed, once you turn the hood They say blood leave, that's how they show me the love me, I thank em now that I smash off, Drop some bread in my cash vault Then hit the block and drop a half off Smoke with me, roll it off Money stacks, getting Kobe tall My young ridder hit his first lick We celebrate even though they roll 10 drinks can't keep me calm Stay focused on what I need to do I'm the one, there's no need for 2 I breathe the block, you bleed the truth (Hook) Smokin and ridin x9 Aus Songtexte Mania