Ja Rule Lyrics
15. Weed (Skit)
No No you fucker your smoking that trash all wrong save that for the bitchs Give me a second fucker I'm make a phone call real quick Hey hey say what the fuck is the deal with you fucker anit nothin' fucker I'm just tryin' to show this youg fucker how to smoke I need a pound of your sweetest chiver alright mouther fucker tell that fucker watch out for tha police or that fucker be back on the boat hurry up though Bigh money You know I do it Alright cut that shit out too who the hell he think he is These mother fucker anit nobody he anit nothing I smoke wit the best of them Bad ass nigga
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