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Kush 
Hard
by Dr. Dre Feat Snoop Dogg, Akon
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Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
up, wait a minute
Let me put kush up in it
Now this that puff pass shit
That Cheech and Chong grass shit
Blunts to the head, kush spilling no mattress
Speed traffic, bitches automatic
Cross that line
Fuck around and get yo ass kicked
We roll that burn slow as fucking malasis
Probably won't pass it, it till the last hit
to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
3001 another classic
Go ahead ask him bitches
how I be smoking out
Party all night, yea its going down
Order rounds
We smoking quarter pounds of that good stuff
Oh, yeah we smoking all night
Yea puff that shit right here
Nigga, better than my last batch
Caramel complexion and her ass black
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cause I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You bom bom biggy
at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put kush up in it
Hold up, a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Still I am
Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am
Backthrow, still
I have a pound in my backpack
Next to where the swishas at
Smoking presidential
Got bubba, I give me that
Need it for my cataracts
Four hoes, and I'm the pimp, in my Cadillac
You can them Cali back
Matter fact, they all know, this ain't Dro
Get a of that
No it ain't no seeds in my sack
You ain't never gotta ask dog
What he smoking on?
Shit kush till my mind gone
What you think I'm on
Eyes low, I'm blown
High as a motherfucker
Ain't no question bout it
say smoke me out, yeah I really doubt it
I'm Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
So If you want it
You know yo nigga homie
You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that ya leaning sideways
Make her for suicide
Holla at me I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want bom bom biggy
Holla at my niggi right in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke
slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Hold up wait a minute
You can go put it back
Cause what you got in yo sack boy, it ain't that
Ain't that Kush, we blow on the smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
up, wait a minute
Let me put kush up in it
Now this that puff pass shit
That Cheech and Chong grass shit
Blunts to the head, kush spilling no mattress
Speed traffic, bitches automatic
Cross that line
Fuck around and get yo ass kicked
We roll that burn slow as fucking malasis
Probably won't pass it, it till the last hit
to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
3001 another classic
Go ahead ask him bitches
how I be smoking out
Party all night, yea its going down
Order rounds
We smoking quarter pounds of that good stuff
Oh, yeah we smoking all night
Yea puff that shit right here
Nigga, better than my last batch
Caramel complexion and her ass black
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cause I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You bom bom biggy
at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put kush up in it
Hold up, a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Still I am
Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am
Backthrow, still
I have a pound in my backpack
Next to where the swishas at
Smoking presidential
Got bubba, I give me that
Need it for my cataracts
Four hoes, and I'm the pimp, in my Cadillac
You can them Cali back
Matter fact, they all know, this ain't Dro
Get a of that
No it ain't no seeds in my sack
You ain't never gotta ask dog
What he smoking on?
Shit kush till my mind gone
What you think I'm on
Eyes low, I'm blown
High as a motherfucker
Ain't no question bout it
say smoke me out, yeah I really doubt it
I'm Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
So If you want it
You know yo nigga homie
You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that ya leaning sideways
Make her for suicide
Holla at me I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want bom bom biggy
Holla at my niggi right in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke
slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Hold up wait a minute
You can go put it back
Cause what you got in yo sack boy, it ain't that
Ain't that Kush, we blow on the smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Inhale Exhale Inhale Exhale
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