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Текст песни Tash feat. B-Real, Outkast and amp; Phil - Smokefest

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[Tash]Smoke this bluntYo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to Smoke Fest `99I`m glad you all could make itAs you can see admission was free this Smoke Fest this yearAll the weed you see is free, but the blunts cost sixty bucksbaby (Sixty bucks??!!)CaTashTraphe, I shoot it through, dipped in twenty-four karatsIf y`all niggas don`t feel me, then I blame it on your parentsCuz Tash fuck it up, don`t twist it up wit luckMy style is cold like I bought it off the icecream truckListen here, Tash be crashin niggas wit my beerTash be partied down as fuck swingin off the chandelierTash be here, Tash be thereTash be everywhere it`s poppinI`m here to let you know fuckin wit me`s not an optionCuz Tash is my name, Tash`ll start it wit a bangTash`ll end it wit a *gun shots* that`s not the same thingTash`ll split your frame, Tash swings like gold chainsI be rollin wit King T, and we all in the same gameBut enough about CaTash, let`s talk about some skrillYou know it`s bout to pop if Likwit Crew is on the billYou can ask my nigga Phil how real this is, the weedSmoke Fest `99 burn something to the beat*Tash in background*Damn man, y`all came all the way from where, man? "All the way from Mobile, Alabama."Oh yeah, you came to smoke some blunt?"Yessir, we came to smoke some blunts wit you baby."Smoke, Smoke Fest time[Big Boi]Yeah yeah yeahI was lookin to get my skull blowed up like Kid DynamtieThe time is rightBe ridin the track so fiercely that it seems I`m already hightonightBut I`m not though just on them Black & Mild`sAnd people thinkin I`m the wild one cuz I be flippinAnd rippin the track and verbally attackin on yo` style for funHigher soul but to please myself I gotta be composin that flyshitAnd you notifying Alkaholiks dailySo punk mufucker you better dub bitchWhat do you need boy, rap and some my boys are still in the trapI mean the dope spot, but the slangin got my snappin like therope hotI can be the player you wanna bust wit Or nigga you don`t even wanna go fuck witOr nup wit, you suck dick, so why you all up on my nuts quickI hold the microphone and that`s wit a vice gripReally tightly, and I`m keepin the words crystal clearSo you gon` correct when you try to bite theeVery nicely, Aquemini my nigga, not a PiscesBut I likely, gon` fetch a sack of that green stuffWhile I write G, yeah yeah right[Dre]Yeah, check this out yeahHard life, now picture thisA nigga in jail, rappin while his folk in the next cellTappin wit some spoons, we do rank the boom boomFresh off a planet wit sand dunes and maroon moonsSoakin wet wounds, titty tanglin tunesMusty under arms, soul shlong charmBump off in the drums, rhythm on the oneStankonious under smellin where I`m comin from sonThe day you bone is when you start to dieThe time in between us will mean the most, I toast my highShit gets so bad, I know it make you wanna cryBut suck it up, button up, go ahead and do your thingFor I`m already highSmoke, Smoke Fest time[Phil The Agony]Yo yo yoWhenever I`m writing, you can call me Philly TitanReceiting to you an interview like Phil DonahueMe and my crew, translate Los AngelesScandalous, like WatergatePhil on the break, Phil on the breakPhil/fill in the blank, it feels bad like gettin shankedFile up your taxes, I`m writin exact on my axisFrom my head down to my Air Max`sPhil waxes and relaxsPhil also fills up mental food up in your ?deadly gases?My name is Jason when I fill out my applicationTo the nation, niggas is gonna get in filled what they facinPhil/feel the ration, Phil/feel the adrenalineI penetrate like penicillin, niggas be like "Phil is illin!"Phil is willin and readyPhil is Raw like EddiePhil be cuttin up like machetes and confettiDeadly, Phil/feel the pain when I walk through the rainNiggas be like "He sayin Phil again, Phil again, Phil again"Smoke, Smoke Fest time[Tash]Hey hey heyPeace rap world, I`d like to make a special announcement rightabout nowWe have a special guest that just stepped in the houseYou know this man, he the smokiest cat in rap musicHe goes by the name of the Doctor Greenthumb, smoke em out[B-Real]Now I be, rollin and smokinAnd holdin the golden sackWhen my lungs be gettin swollen, hittin the bong foldinFor chronic ironic, growin the hydroponicWe got it, robotic hits you on melodic tricks of sonicSmoke Fest, expandin your chestBuddah bless best, for you to step back cuz your lyrics are likecess weedYes indeed, the session you need to retrieve itIt`s ten niggas in a circle smokin a spliff, believe itRetrieve it, over the counter, can you conceive itI give you Doctor Greenthumb digits, don`t repeat itThe Brew Crew and the Buddah Masters togetherGettin you higher and fuckin you up that much fasterSix sacks, blunt leafs, pipes and bong-bowlsAll be gettin smoked at the Buddah head showsExcuse me if it seems too complicatedThe herb I hold is platinum while yours is nickel platedLet me mash out, I`m breakin the stash out, the hash outI roll into the studio and smoke my nigga Tash outWit that Doctor Greenthumb shit, know what I mean?Smoke, Smoke Fest time

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