Up In Smoke

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nines] How my Nigga drink let me go thirsty If i get signed the fiends are going cold turkey One piece ain't enough i need a hundred chains They say nines turned holly wood his number changed Ice city boys were the hardest team I cop your whole crop i'm a farmers dream The brick came three quaters short I got 21 g's in the pocket of my three quater shorts I ain't hiding i don't need no tints Snuff that little sparrow i ai'nt seen him since Sick of fighting cases Rather be living out in vegas Crib with like 55 acres If i ask your girl on a date she probably saying yes So when i'm around, guard your queen like your playing chess My jewellers saying For a hundred g's i have my whole body glowing like a super saiyan [Chorus: Maestro La Forge] Riding in my city Top down listening to biggie on my radio ( so all my weed heads ) Cos i got a bad bitch in the whip Chains swinging from my neck Looking like a disco Feeling like we damn near made it i swear Heading to the top we ain't going no where ( no where ) So to celebrate life just give me the light We go blow a little smoke in the air Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Oh come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Oh and i don't give a fuck how i can get stay got yeah Roll up in the place so we can get hot yeah Blow a little smoke in the air [Verse 2: Nines] We got the strongest coca Grease got the fiends dancing john trovolta I floss on a bossy level Got the tony the tiger watch its got a frosty bezzle Driving in the whip with a super freak Shout outs to the necks for all the food for cheap And if i ever blow off rap I will share but certain niggas won't get jack And since i been banned from the block I got time on my hands like a clock I can get the heads up get your yard robbed Got a k and a 9 like a guard dog I just let that food flip Fats will rob you and walk past you the next day like 'he won't do shit' [Chorus: Maestro La Forge] Riding in my city Top down listening to biggie on my radio ( so all my weed heads ) Cos i got a bad bitch in the whip Chains swinging from my neck Looking like a disco Feeling like we damn near made it i swear Heading to the top we ain't going no where ( no where ) So to celebrate life just give me the light We go blow a little smoke in the air Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Oh come on lets blow a little smoke in the air Oh and i don't give a fuck how i can get stay got yeah Roll up in the place so we can get hot yeah Blow a little smoke in the air