Trick Daddy - Tryin' To Stop Smokin' Lyrics
(trick daddy inhaling)Mystikal the joint on you nigga, hit this shit hereMystikal:I heard about you trick brah, I know what yall smoke down yo wayThat ***** there smell dirty dirty, that ***** filthyTrick:It aint gone kill you niggaMystikal:Say dog I smoke that, I smoke chronic, you need to stopChorus:I tryin to stop smokin, smokin, smokinI tryin to stop smokin, but naw I dont think soI tryin to stop smokin (Im tryin),Smokin (Im tryin), smokin (Im tryin)I tryin to stop smokin, but naw I dont think soVerse 1: (trick daddy)This time I had to get physical,So I went and got that nigga (mystikal)He was like (come from), I say I got pounds in this ***** to blowSmoke like its yos, nigga well go get some moI know this dread named fred next do and Im hitting his hoGot damn it, Im blowedBehind the wheel and I cant even see the roadDone smoked fo joes and got three mo already rolledI shouldnt drive my shit when Im high, I might tear it upShit got my eyes all red up, nigga cant even hold they head upGot my brain waves, elevating in a dazeBut I aint afraid cause I now see life from so many waysDone smoked up so many jsBeen high for so many daysSo many ? ? ? broke down and we roll with brown weed for days, hay, hayChorus (repeat 4x)Im tryin to stop smokin (Im tryin),Smokin (Im tryin), smokin (Im tryin)Im tryin to stop smokin, but naw I dont think so(train effects)Verse 2: mystikalI be puffing like a choo-choo trainNigga with the bonafied smokers on my teamI got the urge for light green,The same way a fiend crave for ice creamSmoke that, what track that, shit we aint rollin to be looking atSo much smoke becoming out the window*****es in the next car saying daddy what thatWe be smoking on the green,Give me fifty dollar ? ? ? I be coming in the hoodBut you aint got to worry bout catching no mother*****ing headacheUnder stress I be smoking on the good shitNo matter where Im at, in a ride or at home in the studio writingHold ya breathe if you cant take it,Cause if ya with me and I got mother*****er Im lightinNot trying to say Im no hype,But after killing gars then I know I be tightAnd I been smoking all mother*****ing dayAnd Im bout to smoking for the rest of the nightThats why my chest be hurting and I sleep so muchAnd I cant remember shitI went to the emergency room already, I think I better quitChorus (repeat 4x)Mystikal & trick daddy: (talking)Chorus comes back in till fade
