Smokin’ and Ridin’ BJ the Chicago Kid (Ft. Freddie Gibbs & JasonMartin)

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[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid and (Freddie Gibbs)]
Smokin' and ridin'
Smokin' and ridin'
Smokin' and ridin'
(Yeah, uhh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
I left my love in San Francisco with ten pounds of indo
I put her on the road with the work
Told her: "Hold that first, I'm gon' cash out, get mo'."
Down from the jump, hand on the pump
She my shotgun rida'
If a nigga want funk, throw him in the trunk
Burn him up, pass my lighter
Smokin' on killa, straight casualties
In your weed like Mickey and Mallory
A pimp nigga, bitch nigga, yeah, I gotta be
A broke bitch fuck with my allergies
(Phoow!) Damn Fred, God bless you
These niggas and these hoes can't stress you
A sack of the good, rollin' the wood, ain't no pressure

[Pre-Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
I got money on my mind
Dopeheads on my line
Police tryin' to hit me
But they miss me every time
'Bout to smoke and ride
Pourin' up a pint
Police tryin' to hit me
But the miss me every time