The Ill Spoken - Tryna Get Blazed lyrics
[The Ill Spoken - Tryna Get Blazed lyrics]
So crack a Dutchie and ya
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
(that beat a little more
Just in my headphones)
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
(yeah) ha, I'm tryna get blazed
(They know how I like it)
I'm tryna get blazed
Now can you please, crack a Dutchie
You're rollin' with some haze
I'm high on and I'm tryna get blazed
Then after that, take me down to Mickеy D's
7-Eleven, pleasе
I want that tree with seven leaves
I wanna marry marijuana ganja, death until
Blunts is spark, a spliff is lit
And take off like a charter
Now I'm in conflict
And smokin' too much chronic
Sippin' gin and tonic 'til
My body isn't conscience (yeah)
L after L, we stay rollin' like Sonic
With hypnotic
This Hip-Hop shit's still got it
Grab a Dutch and I proceed to break some tree
The only thing we roll in Philly's
Is the steak and cheese (yeah)
Gettin' high like we paid to be: THC
Mixin' up my ABC's with trees like
They was gave to me
This weed emancipates myself
From mental slavery (Haha)
Ah, it's who we're paid to be
So crack a Dutchie and ya
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
(Uh, yeah)
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
(Tryna get blazed, yeah)
Ha, I'm tryna get blazed
(Ayo, ayo, man, roll that shit up)
I'm tryna get blazed (Yo)
Ayo, Mac, you need to pass me the tree
You see the line downstairs? Man
They askin' for me for bags of weed
These fiends better have the cash to pay
I'm savin' what you crave
You want a favor for a favor (There you go)
We smoke so much that only
Thirty blunts phase us
Call me Baskin-Robbins with
My thirty-one flavors
I hustle hard so I don't
Worry 'bout my papers (Nah)
Underneath the sun where the
Dirty ones raised us
Get back to me if you was
Lookin' for a sag of weed
Then take me to the sky
I'm high and lookin' like a factory
We rappin' skeed
You would think I was Japanese
Keep a fresh pack of blunts to
Crack and wrap into trees
We Mac and Beedie's
(Look) , we're mackin' in the backseat
Playin' hooky
Said he ain't been to class since last week
(Last week) and that's me
Higher than the bird floatin' by
So when you see me, you should know I'm high
(So watch)
So crack a Dutchie and ya
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Ha, I'm tryna get blazed
I'm tryna get blazed
Yeah, man
You know we do it in Pittsburgh, man
Blunt after blunts fuck, The Ill Spoken
Beedie and Easy Mac, fuckers 412
Holla smoked out, yeah
We got far
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
(that beat a little more
Just in my headphones)
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
(yeah) ha, I'm tryna get blazed
(They know how I like it)
I'm tryna get blazed
Now can you please, crack a Dutchie
You're rollin' with some haze
I'm high on and I'm tryna get blazed
Then after that, take me down to Mickеy D's
7-Eleven, pleasе
I want that tree with seven leaves
I wanna marry marijuana ganja, death until
Blunts is spark, a spliff is lit
And take off like a charter
Now I'm in conflict
And smokin' too much chronic
Sippin' gin and tonic 'til
My body isn't conscience (yeah)
L after L, we stay rollin' like Sonic
With hypnotic
This Hip-Hop shit's still got it
Grab a Dutch and I proceed to break some tree
The only thing we roll in Philly's
Is the steak and cheese (yeah)
Gettin' high like we paid to be: THC
Mixin' up my ABC's with trees like
They was gave to me
This weed emancipates myself
From mental slavery (Haha)
Ah, it's who we're paid to be
So crack a Dutchie and ya
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
(Uh, yeah)
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
(Tryna get blazed, yeah)
Ha, I'm tryna get blazed
(Ayo, ayo, man, roll that shit up)
I'm tryna get blazed (Yo)
Ayo, Mac, you need to pass me the tree
You see the line downstairs? Man
They askin' for me for bags of weed
These fiends better have the cash to pay
I'm savin' what you crave
You want a favor for a favor (There you go)
We smoke so much that only
Thirty blunts phase us
Call me Baskin-Robbins with
My thirty-one flavors
I hustle hard so I don't
Worry 'bout my papers (Nah)
Underneath the sun where the
Dirty ones raised us
Get back to me if you was
Lookin' for a sag of weed
Then take me to the sky
I'm high and lookin' like a factory
We rappin' skeed
You would think I was Japanese
Keep a fresh pack of blunts to
Crack and wrap into trees
We Mac and Beedie's
(Look) , we're mackin' in the backseat
Playin' hooky
Said he ain't been to class since last week
(Last week) and that's me
Higher than the bird floatin' by
So when you see me, you should know I'm high
(So watch)
So crack a Dutchie and ya
Fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Crack a Dutchie and ya fill it with some haze
Spark it up 'cause I'm tryna get blazed
Ha, I'm tryna get blazed
I'm tryna get blazed
Yeah, man
You know we do it in Pittsburgh, man
Blunt after blunts fuck, The Ill Spoken
Beedie and Easy Mac, fuckers 412
Holla smoked out, yeah
We got far