People always seem to question why Pot is considered an illegal substance, even thought it is a natural organism. The so called "facts" that our government expresses about marijuana are many but are they actually negatively effecting us or the big company's.
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Monday, October 17, 2011
Realize this.
Don't you pot smokers hate when someone yells "hey stop smoking around me, Im not trying to die young...." Seriously? What an absurd statement to even think about making. We all need to inform the adolescent minds and mature eternal HATERS.
People always seem to question why Pot is considered an illegal substance, even thought it is a natural organism. The so called "facts" that our government expresses about marijuana are many but are they actually negatively effecting us or the big company's.
People always seem to question why Pot is considered an illegal substance, even thought it is a natural organism. The so called "facts" that our government expresses about marijuana are many but are they actually negatively effecting us or the big company's.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
baked?
Just burnt down a good 2 boxes of Strawberry Swisher Sweet fill with that potent =D
Dont think i could feel any better haha.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Wheres it at e hittin licks
I Got A Bitch In The Back, Gotta A Hoe In The Front
Got Purp In The Dutch, Got Purp In The Cup
I Tell Her, Get Ya Money Hoe Or Just Stop Breathing
Cuz If It Aint About That Doe It Aint About Me Neither
See A Gangsta Like Myself I Get That Paper And Pussy
Than That One I Make That Pussy Bring That Paper Straight To Me
Bitch! You Lookin At A Real Pimp Ask My Old Hoe
And They'Ll Tell Ya No Remote I Control Hoes
Im A Hold On Give You That Game Moma
If Ya Aint Payin Than You Shouldn'T Be Playin Im Sayin
Broke Niggaz Only Make Jokes Nigga
I Make More Than I Can Fit In This Quote Nigga
Unquote Come Sun Soak Wit Me Bitch
Fly Ya Down Here And Put You On Some South Beach Shit
And If You Smile At My Bitch I'Ll Make Her Smile Back...
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Jet lyfe get ^^^^
Got no idea
Bout how I got here
Hard road traveled
Nigga blood sweat gravel
I done seen niggas battle
Knew the dirt and neva tattled
OG's know im solid
Imma concrete statue
Never got an earring, gold teeth, nor a tattoo
Wolf in sheeps clothes
Curren$y in creep mode
Even though it's strength in numbers
I tend to fall back in my world
Without my brothas
Figure out what my purpose on this earth is
Because I kno it got to be about more
Than stuntin and fuckin whores
I done drove every car
And bought everything out the store
Crib with marble floors
But i still get bored
I figure that I escape the madness
Cuz im rappin
But im just as stressed out as my lil homie who trappin
Smoke and got asthma
And i kno thats ass backwards
Fly and spit fire Im a dragon
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Who has 5?
I do it
D townn
Boyyy, hey
OK, I’m smoking loudly I woke them all
I pick up that tree, when it’s not fall
I’m gone off that tree, when it’s not tall
I’m in love with tree, I’m a avatar
I pick up a O from, my nigga Ralphy
My bro and me, but he is not alphy
Gone off that goo punch, it makes me drowsy
Roll up the windows, it makes it cloudy, Damnnn, if you ain’t know
I made these girl nice smoke paper and bowls
My ladies like blunts, hit ‘em twice if not once
Then I blow ‘em off and just pass ‘em to my bros
Now catch you gettin’ brain if a nigga not learnin’
I be spending money if a nigga not earnin’
Catch me in the backseat if I’m not stirrin’
And I be rollin’ up if a nigga not burnin’ boyy
D townn
Boyyy, hey
OK, I’m smoking loudly I woke them all
I pick up that tree, when it’s not fall
I’m gone off that tree, when it’s not tall
I’m in love with tree, I’m a avatar
I pick up a O from, my nigga Ralphy
My bro and me, but he is not alphy
Gone off that goo punch, it makes me drowsy
Roll up the windows, it makes it cloudy, Damnnn, if you ain’t know
I made these girl nice smoke paper and bowls
My ladies like blunts, hit ‘em twice if not once
Then I blow ‘em off and just pass ‘em to my bros
Now catch you gettin’ brain if a nigga not learnin’
I be spending money if a nigga not earnin’
Catch me in the backseat if I’m not stirrin’
And I be rollin’ up if a nigga not burnin’ boyy
Saturday, September 3, 2011
=D
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
But I ain’t steppin on the stage until they count up all my cash flow
Oh man, then your man’s going Twilight Zone
Want to be left along, again at home, listenin’ to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pins slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I’m grinding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name
Out c’here stay popping up at the red carpet
In my green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas bitch and one of your hoes
“Hi there!” I like what she working with,
that’s why we hired her
We pull up on the set, tattoo calligraphy letter Jets love
And respect, we passing you the fuck up
And passing you none of my bud that’s why you standing round us bruh!
Oh you accounted for, who brung you You don’t speak the code bro
You slick tone and hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same bitches we run through
I’m in the bank line, empire, I build this for us to eat
Inside is the lunch room, outside is looking wild hungry fool
Shut the door so they don’t see us, light a joint or two..
But I ain’t steppin on the stage until they count up all my cash flow
Oh man, then your man’s going Twilight Zone
Want to be left along, again at home, listenin’ to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pins slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I’m grinding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name
Out c’here stay popping up at the red carpet
In my green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas bitch and one of your hoes
“Hi there!” I like what she working with,
that’s why we hired her
We pull up on the set, tattoo calligraphy letter Jets love
And respect, we passing you the fuck up
And passing you none of my bud that’s why you standing round us bruh!
Oh you accounted for, who brung you You don’t speak the code bro
You slick tone and hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same bitches we run through
I’m in the bank line, empire, I build this for us to eat
Inside is the lunch room, outside is looking wild hungry fool
Shut the door so they don’t see us, light a joint or two..
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