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Tytuł: P.O.D.

  • Wykonawca: Bone Thugs N Harmony
  • Wy¶wietleń: 281
[Chorus: Krayzie]
  My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded)
  (So high, so high am I.)
  reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed)
  (So high, so high am I.)
  
  [Krayzie]
  Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby
  Fucked up--look at you faded
  I am what I am as a thug in the Land
  And that's all that I am
  Damn, you better come join this thugsta party
  Blunt smoke up in your body
  And come get high, get high
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Layzie]
  Let's all get lifted
  Split the swisher, quickly twist us up a fatty
  Now, I've been smokin' out all day long,
  P.O.'d in the back of Krayzie's Caddy
  How in the world did I manage to smoke this many?
  About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach
  To the brain severely blunted,
  And it ain't no shame off in my game
  Hydroponics and Indonesia,
  Even the stress sometimes be creeper,
  So pass me some reefer, want to receive, ah
  Little Lay, givin' you what you need
  Nothin' but the best green leaves
  With a pocket full of cheese, gettin' P.O.D.
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Wish]
  I be so high, feel high. Forgive me Lord,
  But I feel like the weed be blessin' my soul
  Got to smoke that sticky, smelly stuff,
  But I just can't get enough
  Smoke it, hit it, pass it to the next man
  Let him choke, smoke but don't hold on
  Don't hold on, on. No, no
  And if you smoke it with me, yeah
  Then, I'm a smoke it with you
  Y'all, we can smoke it all up
  We can smoke and get ba-
  We can smoke it all up
  We can smoke and get ba-, ba-, ba-, ba-, buzzed
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Bizzy]
  P.O.D.'ded that'll get me in my seat
  Hennessy and I ain't too young to be that poetically,
  Here to believe that I get brave, and all on my way,
  In a daze, me puff puff on my reef
  Got a blunt for the thugs and hustlas
  Ain't no bustas in the Mo Thug game
  And it gets me out of all miseries
  Follow the benefits, stay in place
  As long as we reach, put up the fist and flip and pray
  I'll be done, when I reach my own
  Stay free; let the time go pass me by
  Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d.
  
  [Krayzie]
  I smoke on nothin' but the best of buddah
  Ooh, yeah. Get the blunts and weed
  Fuck the Hennessy; let's focus on these leaves
  Reefer really relax my mind,
  And ask me one more time
  Get a split up, keep it lit up. Can you feel us?
  Get with us, smoke with your nigga
  Somebody told me, you better
  respect the sticky leaves, sticky leaves, sticky leaves
  
  [Chorus]