Текст песни Kottonmouth Kings -  Roll It Up   
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Roll it up then, confrontation 
Smoke it up then, heal the nation 
Roll it up then, burn the ganja 
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 
 
Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture 
With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia 
What we gonna do? Fool I though you knew 
We`re gonna fishbowl this bitch and roll the avenue 
Man I`m barkin, park so we can get this sparked and 
We`ll score a fat sack and there wont be no more then 
We`ll make a right turn, the shef`ll burn 
Break out the two-four and put the bowl on turn 
We need to hurry up because my high`s straight escapin 
We need a sixty roll because this bowl I`m sick of scrapin 
We`re gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb 
I got about a fifty, so Loc what`s the word? 
Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (that`s what I`m sayin), 
We`ll score a fat sack and smoke till we`re hazin 
Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted 
Saint call some freaks ,why me, cuz you`re gifted 
 
Roll it up then, confrontation 
Smoke it up then, heal the nation 
Roll it up then, burn the ganja 
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 
 
Saint we got low cuz we smoked all our dough 
That shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost choked 
Man he broke, and too bad we aint no joke 
Two hits and pass that, man I want another roach 
The sad oversoked man I want some mo 
That shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the door 
Let me say times cuz that sucker livin` 
Shake in my somthin that fools start trippin 
What`s a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down? 
It makes me think twice, with the j out your hand 
You aint nothin but a rookie 
Tryin to drop science but your mind is playin hooky 
Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth 
Sing along with the song sendin out to the youth: 
Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night 
Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life 
Roll a man a joint and he`ll smoke for a night 
Teach him how to roll and he`ll smoke for life 
 
Roll it up then, confrontation 
Smoke it up then, heal the nation 
Roll it up then, burn the ganja 
I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 
 
Man I`m gettin stressed, I need to hit the cess 
I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves 
Lets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarter 
Naw lets get some kind bud its willin to float ya 
Now check it out I get a twenty from my girl 
I get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurl 
Look what I got I just got my double chamber 
We smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for danger 
And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it 
He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my rip 
I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely 
There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only 
Bud smokers only, bud smokers only 
There`s a sign on my door that says bud smokers only 
 
Man I`m gettin hungry we need to get some food 
Man I need some chronic to get me in the mood 
Well hold up, my pager is blowin up 
Yeah that`s X-Daddy, looks like we`ll be rollin up 
 
Roll it up then 
Smoke it up then 
Roll it up then