Diesel

Lyrics

[Chorus] Weed rocks blow spark, I've been goin hard Ever since I had that Cutlass on them Lowenharts All I need is a plug, I'll flood Noah's Ark Them killers kill with no regard I tell them soldiers march The stick-up game hit or miss, tryin to hit a lick 'll tear your whole house down just to get a brick If you don't remember nothin else, just remember this That coke'll get you famous, heroin'll get you rich [Verse 1] I know a nigga used to take it to the table, bag it Without a mask and glove, rushin, he had major traffic Been dippin' in the pack, puttin it in his nasal passage Damn, look like you got yourself a table habit I see them killers been busy, better seal the streets They won't kill for Obama but they'll kill for me They'll steal from they mama 'fore they steal from me I kill the beat, the same killers gonna fill the seats The show gone, I'm performin with my pole on I can't make it rain but I can make it snowstorm I tried to give these niggas game, ain't no hope for 'em You's a lame, your niggas pussies and your hoe gone I face the East, place my right over my left hand I'm married to them streets, that FN is my best man Showed up in my Polo tee and my sweatpants Looked the devil in the eye, told her let's dance [Chorus] Weed rocks blow spark, I've been goin hard Ever since I had that Cutlass on them Lowenharts All I need is a plug, I'll flood Noah's Ark Them killers kill with no regard I tell them soldiers march The stick-up game hit or miss, tryin to hit a lick 'll tear your whole house down just to get a brick If you don't remember nothin else, just remember this That coke'll get you famous, heroin'll get you rich [Verse 2] Jeezy the snowman, Bump the blowman The barrel on that Desert Eagle look like a coke can Wish you could see this fuckin line but you ain't off the bed Six in the mornin, block look like the walking dead Yeah, ten bands for a hundred grams Times that times ten you got a hundred grand The shit I got could take a nine so I Uncle Sam "You Uncle Sam?" Yeah I tax 'em, now you understand? Let me tell you the story, this guy was chasin highs With a needle in his arm, scowl on his face he died Fiends heard how he died, now they can't wait to try it I swear to God man, they come across the state to buy it Damn, what kind of stuff could do that It's the rush, it's the brush, shit like russian roulette And I give 'em no revolver, they know what to do next It go click and I bang and we rushin through the deck, shoppin [Chorus] Weed rocks blow spark, I've been goin hard Ever since I had that Cutlass on them Lowenharts All I need is a plug, I'll flood Noah's Ark Them killers kill with no regard I tell them soldiers march The stick-up game hit or miss, tryin to hit a lick 'll tear your whole house down just to get a brick If you don't remember nothin else, just remember this That coke'll get you famous, heroin'll get you rich