[Chorus x2: uncredited Smokin'....and rollin' Up in a ride that ain't even much paid for And you can tell by the smell in my clothes what I've been doin
so cold [Chorus] [Second Verse: J-Dawg] This World is colder than a Polar Bear Collect my thoughts before I toss it back and roll up a square You
x4: J-Dawg & Ice Mike] Have you ever seen a killa after midnight? Nigga don't trip, my pistol grip's up in your shit, right? [First Verse: J-Dawg] Four
[Chorus x2: uncredited Smokin'....and rollin' Up in a ride that ain't even much paid for And you can tell by the smell in my clothes what I've been
Straight puttin' it down for his block Them hoes ain't lettin' SHIT slide Bangin' like Bonnie & Clyde Left way too many smokin' Straight leavin' foreheads
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
down everytime you swing my door [Verse 2:] I got my rims finger fucked By a god dam j Gave him 1.8 Of some hard ass yay It's a lot of crack smokers
it's sticky kid (what up!) I smoke manage jars full a green like Biggy did My pens my sagare my bars be serious You can't fuck wit me dawg, point blank
HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P from the ETG (Eight-Trey) and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg from the Westside Four-O's got love for Short and my homeboy J-Ball
Roll up, wait a minute Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Let me put some kush up in it Roll up, wait a minute Let me put some kush
f-ck around and get yo ass kicked. We roll sh-t that burn slow as f-cking molasses. Probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit. Down to the ashes, Mary J
ropes and I keep on smokin Young but I'm ready so that means I'm strokin Look at me now days girl a dawg is pokin Addicted to it J.D. say I got it
strip and wanna be my bitch (bitch) Break them heels off and make me rich Now which one of these old tramps you gonna pick I'm the M-J-G I be rollin
stoppin' and whiskey poppin' to the Marvin and Gaye (Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade) From Cool J to Kane dawg
and ain't a goddamn thing funny My homeboy Devil from the HCG and Young Side Trey R.I.P From the ETG and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg From the Westside Four-O's got love for Short And my homeboy J
) Jiggalatin I been rollin bout a week you can tell i got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down) Black shades so you know a nigga rollin they
bitch (bitch) Break them heels off and make me rich Now which one of these old tramps you gonna pick I'm the M-J-G I be rollin in big classics Caddilacs
and whiskey poppin to the Marvin and Gaye (Sonny, don't plan tomorrow but live for today) (Sonny, here's a quarter for that groovy arcade) From Cool J to Kane dawg
