4:20

[00:12.66] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[00:16.50] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[00:20.17] Roll, roll, roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[00:28.38] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[00:33.72] Yeah, fast or slow mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing
[00:37.47] Call the po-po, oh n***** is squealing, oh, y'all ain't feeling
[00:40.10] N***** no more, the bigger they are, harder they go though
[00:42.85] Good p**** put a hump in my back like Quasimoto
[00:45.74] Hah, my sex ain't h*** season vet, hold the adobo
[00:49.65] Got rappers on that low carb diet, y'all can't get no dough
[00:53.37] I keep a low pro, file, excuse me as I get s**** out
[00:56.07] Put hands on these n*****, then put the roach out
[00:58.74] Go head, I'm wishing you would, ask if it's good
[01:00.57] Man, this Tarzan s*** in the woods, my s*** is hood, b****
[01:04.47] That means I'm hood rich, telling you lies
[01:06.28] Straight out the pull-pit, it's like Merrill Lynch I'm on that bulls***
[01:10.04] Real s***, money come first, and even worse
[01:12.73] You need all your toes and fingers to count up what I'm worth, t****
[01:16.38] So when I blow a smoke cloud in your face, just take a hint
[01:19.07] D****, you crowding my space, it's Mr. Meth, pa
[01:22.02] It's 4: 20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
[01:24.77] No seeds, California w*** have you choked out
[01:28.32] No doubt, roll up, which rims s***** out
[01:31.06] 4: 20 mean you either roll up or roll out
[01:33.70] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[01:38.37] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[01:39.23] So on and so on, I flow on, power to our people
[01:42.86] Get your s**** on and I'm so gone, off, that s*** d*****
[01:45.56] Hard to hold on, but hold on, it's like I'm Pretty Toney
[01:48.31] With that robe, got terrorist shook, because I'm so bomb
[01:51.99] The hood, put, me in position, I'm in the kitchen
[01:54.63] With that cook book, the service I'm giving, birds they vision
[01:57.32] Not a good look, told ya my n****, Tical deliver
[02:00.17] Hook or crook, lots of a**** to kick, wish I had a bigger foot
[02:03.92] Yeah, taking it there, hating who care
[02:05.73] Y'all stay out my mental, I got killas waiting in here
[02:09.34] To get you, as I sharpen my pencils, tear apart instrumentals
[02:12.93] Fuck it, y'all n***** is p****, so is the d*** that sent you
[02:15.70] RZA, we done it again, Co-D occasion
[02:18.40] Here's to short skirts and Ol' Dirt McGirt, okay, then
[02:21.19] Let's get it popping, like it ain't nothing to get it popping
[02:24.76] The big and rotten's the city, too good to be forgotten
[02:27.46] It's 4: 20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
[02:30.13] No seeds, California w*** have you choked out
[02:32.84] No doubt, roll up, which rims s***** out
[02:36.54] 4: 20 mean you either roll up or roll out
[02:39.22] It's 4: 20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
[02:41.98] No seeds, California w*** have you choked out
[02:44.68] No doubt, roll up, which rims s***** out
[02:48.30] 4: 20 mean you either roll up or roll out
[02:51.04] Roll that s***, light that s***, smoke it
[02:51.90] The rap game won't like me
[02:52.87] You can tell that a n**** is shiesty
[02:53.76] If I die, my second born'll be like me, slide d*** to your wifey
[02:57.37] Never know your baby boy just might be
[03:00.97] Quick to rob a jack, he's so icey, stay dressed to kill
[03:02.73] From the Hill, never ran, never will
[03:05.40] Attitude, like, fuck you still, I see you missing the point
[03:09.13] This is not a rap song, you get clapped on
[03:11.80] B****** break the bone, like the joint, call you out your name
[03:14.52] Disrespect ya moms, spit on your dame
[03:17.23] Go public, then, s*** on your fame, you overlooking the fact
[03:20.84] Where you from, is where we at and y'all don't want no, parts, in that that
[03:24.44] Caught your verse for sale, but real n***** don't shoot and tell
[03:29.01] We'd rather do the time and rot in the cell
[03:30.86] Roll that s***
[03:32.68] The inner outer state, bi-coastal smoker
[03:35.36] Inhale, Cali piff with a swift of glaucoma
[03:39.09] Black jeans, black Timbs, black Benz roaster
[03:40.87] Smoke rise, out the sun roof when I roll up
[03:44.45] Verrazano, with no relation to Gravano
[03:47.18] Carlo, shots are hollow, still cop a bottle
[03:49.84] And pour some out, moment of silence, then I swallow
[03:53.42] I'm still alive and still the sun'll come out tomorrow
[03:56.12] Shine, shine, shine and grind, 'cause it's money on my mind
[03:59.78] And I'm moving like my life is on the line
[04:01.57] For the bulls***, I really got no time, a full clip
[04:06.24] Really gon' let ya n***** know what's on my mind
[04:09.06] When ya getting out of line, have them choppers lit up
[04:10.85] You won't need a camera phone to get the picture
[04:15.34] Chalk down, tape around, body bag zipped up
[04:17.10] Carlo Verrazano, you can call me mister
[04:19.86] It's 4: 20, roll up, n**** getting smoked out
[04:20.72] No seeds, California w*** have you choked out
[04:25.57] No doubt, roll up, which rims s***** out
[04:29.13] 4: 20 mean you either roll up or roll out
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