J-Dawg - Smokin' & Rollin' Lyrics
[Chorus x2: uncreditedSmokin'....and rollin'Up in a ride that ain't even much paid forAnd you can tell by the smell in my clothes what I've been doin'And ain't no secret dogg the ghetto got me ruined lookin' for the hoes[First Verse]Tryin' to stack my chips and made a quick lickTryin' to hit a quick lick and stack chips for life, you my ***** tonightGo on and graze the head and try to raise the deadAnd bring a nigga dick back to lifeIt's called sacrificeNow girl do what you mustTell me who do you trust with a dub set of your keys?With a dub set of your keys now tell me who do you trust?Go head and do what you must, I had to bust your bubble, you ain't no better than theseAnd like the VietnameseI got the same eyes ready to ride for mine down to rollI got a pound of goat, down to smoke it downSippin' a crown and cokeTryin' to focus dogg, tryin' to focus doggSippin' a crown and cokeReady to ride for mine, lovin' the ghetto amenDuckin' the federal penYou ***** around with niggas down to level your chinHow many medals you winFor gettin' shot to death?For gettin' shot to death, how many medals you win?You ***** around with niggas down to level your chinDuckin' the federal pen, lovin' the ghetto amenPromisin' never to bendCuz I'm a soldier, told ya what the camp be likeDon't forget me Dogg and these ***** made niggas is behind meStill tryin' to find meUp in the midst of fog, I'm up against the wall, and still....Smokin'[Chorus][Second Verse]In the middle got a little bit more than I'm supposed to haveLookin' for hoes to grab, I hit the club with the hen in my cupA quarter pound of bud, I come around with thugs, callin' my enemy bluffYou wanna pretend to be tough?You wanna pretend to be tough? Callin' my enemy bluffEven though a nigga bailin' with thugs, lookin' for hoes to grabI'm runnin' game like a sociopathI flash a lil' cash, every now and then I can ask for them hoes to laughNigga supposed to mash, I put the mack downPut the mack down, nigga supposed to mashAnd like a sociopath I run game, never go unchangedNigga know they hate to see me for some cashWant me to flow so badI gotta watch my backCuz niggas plot to jackAnd on the slick I gotta be up on my P's and Q'sBefore you get up in the game, better read the bluesAnd what'cha need to do is take out and pay your duesBecause the paper stack'll get deep dogg, but how deep the paper stack get?When the gat spit, I can dump a many assassinDuckin' when I blastAnd came back with a plastic hipGo on and pass the fifthOf one fifty one, so I can sip me someAnd get bent, tryin' to get bent sippin' a fifth of one fifty oneI gotta do what I got, to pay rentI'm only *****in' with *****es who got potential to growAnd eventually gross a lil' more than more than meAnd if she eventually gross a lil' more than meThen I'ma take the ***** and go home with meGame consists of mix of more truth than liesCome here superthighs, you got the cutest eyesAnd on top of that, got a brand new Benz with the droopy eyesAnd let's ride[Chorus][Third Verse]How the ***** I'ma live life broke?I gotta get my blazin' L raised in Hell with stripesI gotta keep the mail tight and gel at nightFor tryin' to smoke the green up and sell the whitePicture me rollin' again, soon as you lock me inI'm on the stroll again, lookin' for hoes againUp on the dude with the lakeGet the herb and herbMy nigga pull to the curb to get the blue and the papesGo get the blue and the papesYou better pull to the curb, and get the herb and herbSo we can blaze a sackAnd try to fade the blackAnd I ain't paid to actYou gotta face the fact that I was made to mackAnd I ain't afraid to askTo get my back rubbed in the Black lacka tubGettin' head and allGettin' head and allIn a black lacka tub, with a fat sack of bud, drinkin' a red dogI'm in the ghetto forever, I'm tryin' to make the loot and still shake the troopsTryin' to shake the troops and still make the lootWith a lil' taste of brew and a whole case of goochReady to face the truth with a whole case of goochAnd a taste of brew, bout to bend the block and get blowed tonightMy nigga, show ya rightFor life, is what the Camp Soldiers likeIf you ready to ride, let's roll[Chorus]
