Up There Project Pat (Ft. Krayzie Bone & Mac E (rap))
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[Chorus: Krayzie Bone]
Up there, up there
Smokin' that bud will get us up there, up there
These trees will get us up there, up there
Them green leaves will get us up there, up there
Where we wanna be is up there, up there
Smokin' that bud will get us up there, up there
These trees will get us up there, up there
Them green leaves will get us up there, up there
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
Lost in the smoky, mighty reefer, nigga, just like Colt .45, it works every time
Me and Three 6 Mafia, we smoke and ride with Hypnotize Minds
Thugline, nigga, roll it up and let's smoke one
Hey, did somebody say weed?
Nigga, that's my thing, I love it, puff it every day
Shit, if it wasn't for the reefer pleasin'
Easin' my mind, nigga, I'd be wildin'
Talkin' 'bout a nigga with a attitude, if I don't smoke, then I ain't smilin'
I ain't eatin' and I ain't sleepin' and I ain't fuckin' with no broads
If I ain't weeded, can't let them stress my mind, I'll get with ya'll later when I get high
Shh, listen, hear my brain as it fry
I'm just like a junky when he get his fix, nigga be relieved when I get my shit
Ain't nothin' like that Cali green, or that Miami weed
Prefer my trees no stem, no seeds, but you got good stress, I'll take dat
Smokin', chokin', keep me 'noid, but eyes wide open
And I'm scopin' while I'm tokin' on this potent shit we're rollin' (Rollin')
Up there, up there
Smokin' that bud will get us up there, up there
These trees will get us up there, up there
Them green leaves will get us up there, up there
Where we wanna be is up there, up there
Smokin' that bud will get us up there, up there
These trees will get us up there, up there
Them green leaves will get us up there, up there
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
Lost in the smoky, mighty reefer, nigga, just like Colt .45, it works every time
Me and Three 6 Mafia, we smoke and ride with Hypnotize Minds
Thugline, nigga, roll it up and let's smoke one
Hey, did somebody say weed?
Nigga, that's my thing, I love it, puff it every day
Shit, if it wasn't for the reefer pleasin'
Easin' my mind, nigga, I'd be wildin'
Talkin' 'bout a nigga with a attitude, if I don't smoke, then I ain't smilin'
I ain't eatin' and I ain't sleepin' and I ain't fuckin' with no broads
If I ain't weeded, can't let them stress my mind, I'll get with ya'll later when I get high
Shh, listen, hear my brain as it fry
I'm just like a junky when he get his fix, nigga be relieved when I get my shit
Ain't nothin' like that Cali green, or that Miami weed
Prefer my trees no stem, no seeds, but you got good stress, I'll take dat
Smokin', chokin', keep me 'noid, but eyes wide open
And I'm scopin' while I'm tokin' on this potent shit we're rollin' (Rollin')
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