Above The Rim soundtrack — текст песни (B Rezell)

Yeah, I`m kickin` it for real with B Real
Come on, kick that fly gangsta shit

Blowed away, flowin` away
Chillin` like a mothafucka
On this hot ass day
Damn, kinda hot, so I just
Ride as I glide down the wicked ass south side
So, as I begin to flow, my label is Death Row
Ya know, caddy to the flow
So fire up the bud for them niggas today
`Cause we be bumpin` with the groove
Gettin` blowed away

Let me take ya by the hand, let me tell ya somethin` good
There`s a party goin` on, so let`s ride through the hood
I don`t wanna be late, don`t wanna miss the fun
So hurry up and get ready
Before they roll up a fat one

1 - If you smell any smoke
It`s just me and my homies gettin` blowed away
(It`s all good)

Repeat 1

Now we`re rollin` 3 deep in my nigga`s Caddillac
And the talk is down, the sounds are bumpin` from this ghetto track
If you wanna ride, all you do is pull out the stack
And baby you can get right in, for this 20 sack

Repeat 1
Repeat 1

2 - They that there`s a party tonight
There will be hoes shakin` they ass left to right
I`m havin` some fun, I got my gun
But no need for rat-tat-tat-tat
Roll a fat one

Repeat 2

And pass it around
Ohhh

Heyyy
I`m just gettin` off and it`s been a long day
So I guess I`ll go home and roll up a fat J
And smoke it in the tub, while I`m gettin` rubbed
Cuz a nigga like me got more hoes than a rug
Now I ain`t tryna dis nobody, assist nobody
And I`m sure not the type that`ll kiss anybody`s ass
I lay, and say what I say
All due respects to Tim and DeVante`
For makin` a track that`s fat, now it`s time to get paid
So pass the J, and let`s get blowed away

Repeat 2 to fade