Bob Marley

Gudda Gudda & T-Streets - Rap, In English
Bob Marley
2 Plays
Duration: 3:48
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] I woke up early this morning zoning My girl twist up the herb, we blowing Call up my homies, they coming through with Two lieders sprites, we [?] My cup [?] Ice to the rim, it's chilled up Smoke in the air, the purple dank Is a mean combonation, the purple drank That's why my speach is slered, [?] smoke to calm my nerves today Burning on the [?], [?] swerving lanes Tonight we bring the mollys out, watch how they make [?] Music loud, blowing loud, as the great Bob Marley talks [Verse 2: T-Streets] T-Streets, I'm up in this bitch, I'm blowing Light up, [?] I keep them rolling She can come with me if the head is golden Neck, [?] wrist [?] strictly frozen Me and my niggas is mobbin out We get high, we fried without a doubt New Orleans, the city where I'm from Weed, money, pussy, I'm getting some Smoking till I pearse my lungs, Streets [?] Pop the dutch, op the clutch, smoke and watch the whip [?] Styrophome filled up, you know what I'm sippin on Rest in peace to Bob Marley, we blowing that killer strong Streets! [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda & T-Streets] [?] and Streets in this bitch together M.O.B., nigga, we 'bout whatever Pass me my cup, I'm in my zone E.T. high, yep, I'm phoning home High out my mind, I'm a rolling stone [?] smoking on Swerving in the coupe, [?] My [?] I'm poking on I split the blunt up, like a broken home Pass it to Streets, you know I'm gone Sixteen ounces of sprite, I pour [?] Shout out B. Marley, you know the song
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Credits
- Writers
- Gudda Gudda
- T-Streets