Kane & Abel - This Is For The Smokers Lyrics
featuring Master P[Talking]Somebody open a *****in' windowI can't *****ing breathLet's get high tonightLet's get high tonightLet's get high tonightLet's get high tonightWhen I ain't got no weed my nerves get badThis gunnu want a page 'bout to score me a bagOf that green stickydon't want no stems or seedsMy nigga Fiend in the front seat rollin' sum SweetsSee we like to get high Seven days a weekAnd weed smoke in the air, make my niggas tweakAnd Snoop choppin' up some chronic in the back seatSoulja Slim down to smoke 10 before we fall asleepGet weight, and still wanna get highMoby Dick commin' with that chocolate TaiNah, nah, this is for my smokersMy coke lovin' snortersMy niggas flippin' quartersUhh we smokers, we oughtaNah, nah, this is for my smokersMy coke lovin' snortersThe niggas stay flippin' quartersWe smoke, cus we oughtaTwo things I'm gun' do, get high and dieShirt smellin' like sess, momma askin' whyRed eyes, burnt lips, brown finger tipsYou chokin' like you 'bout to die, lemme hit that shitI need weed to proceed, you hoes acting stuck upBut ***** I want some *****, when we get *****ed upJust me and my niggas gettin' higha than a mother*****aStop at the store, mouth drya than a motha*****aHalf of pound of stress, put that chest to the testThrow your nigga a gun, cus tonight's the smoke festWhy, why this is for my smokersMy coke lovin' snortersMy niggas stay flippin' quartersUhh we smokers, we oughtaUhh, uhh, this is for my smokersMy coke lovin' snortersMy niggas stay flippin' quartersWe smoke, cus we oughta
