Smoke In Da' Air

To my niggas, how you feel? Can we chill?



Or do we have to pop that steel?



'Cause it's a hot day around our, our way



We got the pistols around our, our waist



Hate to kill a nigga, why?



'Cause my nigga, style, he's got that killa, what?



What do you mean, killa? I mean that bee



Those ganja trees, those cut up leaves



Please, can I get a puff? What?



Please, can I cut her up? What?



With my wiatch, pretend that I am riach



Please, please, can I, can I lick that cliat?



You can go down, you can go down, go down



You can go down, girl, I was just playing around



Now, back to my focus, y'all gonna be my soldiers



And I'm gonna be the bank broker, what?



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



You know, we got plenty of smokin', open for pussy pokin'



Clown, but we ain't jokin', 2 pound of weed tokin'



Beep me at 12, noon, after my cartoons



Later for beach moves 'cause you gonna be high soon



Now you got your bowl, shorty, nursin' a cheap forty



Lordy was shootin' dice, point and you win a forty



Six be a damn point, roll and you hit the joint



Lookin' for blazing, dude, your head was a juke joint



So as you get two dimes 'cause you got two highs



Two niggas want to smoke, so you got two lies



Think you see two hoes 'cause hoes got to smoke too



Hope you got ten yards 'cause this blunt will never do



See I remain true, only toke two lies



Just to the two guys, no shake with my damn fries



Open your freakin' eyes 'cause blunt be my grand prize



Smokin' was no surprise, I'm out with my true lies



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



Playa's knockin', rockin', hoes clockin', jockin'



Yeah, sweatin', gettin', thugs threatenin', beatin



Dice shootin', smokin', hootie hootin', loakin'



Gun, I got your token, lick, I got hoes open



No chumpin', bumpin', Timb's speakers, thumpin'



Making your moves somethin', rode, it would be jumpin'



Hoe humpin', freakin', hoes silly, leakin'



Hook it up, weekend, all night, freakin'



Which trick I'm dickin', hope that she lickin'



My Kentucky chicken, damn, this enough pickin'



Just groupin', chillin', ready, able, willin'



If they blunts they fillin', party people, you dealin' with another level



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



All I smell is smoke in da' air



Nothin' but the fools downstairs, yeah



Ride it, uh, ride it, bitch



Ride it, uh, ride it, bitch, say what? Huh



Yo babe, come her, now let me get that



Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?



Can you hear me? Can you feel me?



Can you hear me? Can you feel me?



Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what?



Get off, baby



Check this switch out, baby



Let me talk to you for a minute



Can we get kinky tonight?



I got so many things on my mind



I never seen a girl so fly



I want you to do me, do me