Текст песни Trick Daddy - Tryin` to Stop Smokin`
Trick Daddy - Tryin` to Stop Smokin` слова песни
[Trick Daddy inhaling]
Mystikal the joint on you nigga, hit this shit here
[Mystikal:]
I heard about you Trick brah, I know what ya`ll smoke down yo` way
That bitch there smell dirty dirty, that bitch filthy
[Trick:]
It ain`t gone kill you nigga
[Mystikal:]
Say dog I smoke that, I smoke chronic, you need to stop
[Chorus:]
I tryin` to stop smokin`, smokin`, smokin`
I tryin` to stop smokin`, but naw I don`t think so
I tryin` to stop smokin` (I`m tryin`),
smokin` (I`m tryin`), smokin` (I`m tryin`)
I tryin` to stop smokin`, but naw I don`t think so
[Verse 1: (Trick Daddy)]
This time I had to get physical,
so I went and got that nigga (MYSTIKAL)
He was like (hombre), I say I got pounds in this bitch to blow
Smoke like it`s yo`s, nigga we`ll go get some mo`
I know this dread named Fred next do` and I`m hitting` his ho
Got damn it, I`m BLOWED
Behind the wheel and I can`t even see the road
Done smoked fo` Joe`s and got three mo` already rolled
I shouldn`t drive my shit when I`m high, I might tear it up
Shit got my eyes all red up, nigga can`t even hold they head up
Got my brain waves, elevating in a daze
But I ain`t afraid cause I now see life from so many ways
Done smoked up so many j`s
Been high for so many days
So many ??? broke down and we roll with brown weed for days, hay, hay
[Chorus (repeat 4x)]
I`m tryin` to stop smokin` (I`m tryin`),
smokin` (I`m tryin`), smokin` (I`m tryin`)
I`m tryin` to stop smokin`, but naw I don`t think so
[Train effects]
[Verse 2: Mystikal]
I be puffing like a choo-choo train
Nigga with the bonafied smokers on my team
I got the urge for light green,
the same way a fiend crave for ice cream
Smoke that, what track that, shit we ain`t rollin` to be looking at
So much smoke becoming out the window
bitches in the next car saying daddy what that
We be smoking on the green,
give me fifty dollar ??? I be coming in the hood
But you ain`t got to worry `bout catching no motherfucking headache
under stress I be smoking on the good shit
No matter where I`m at, in a ride or at home in the studio writing
Hold ya breathe if you can`t take it,
Cause if ya with me and I got motherfucker I`m lightin`
Not trying to say I`m no hype,
but after killing `gars then I know I be tight
And I been smoking all motherfucking day
And I`m bout to smoking for the rest of the night
That`s why my chest be hurting and I sleep so much
and I can`t remember shit
I went to the emergency room already, I think I better quit
[Chorus (repeat 4x)]
[Mystikal & Trick Daddy: (talking)]
[Chorus comes back in till fade]