They can’t quit!

Blunt passin', music blastin Music blastin' I got the blunt passin', music blastin' but I just can't quit Roll up the next blunt And roll up the next blunt And roll up the next blunt Because I just can't quit I got the music Bumpin' so hard my bitches boobs bounce I'm on my way to Mo's house he's probably breakin' up an ounce No doubt Gotta stop for a bottle of Febreze I'm not even smokin' and all my clothes smell like trees Weed clouds in the air and I'm sure that my X-Box Got more residue than Jr. Gong's dreadlocks Speaker box hooked to the amp wires quick Now I'm out for Blood like a vampire Crip With the Music, music blastin' Time, time for some action I'm in my Cadillac but you can't see cause of the black tint Is that really him? Celph Titled is really ten times the cobra slither A reptilian And he'll rep till he in, a casket But until then (he's a bastard) Stealin' from donation baskets Holdin' a gat on the front of his motivation pamphlet Got the blunt passin, music blastin' Music blastin' But I just can't quit Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Because I just can't quit I got the blunt, blunt passin' With a little bit of hash and So high it sound like I got a down south accent I'm laughin' at all this traffic like it ain't no thang My music blast past dudes in the breakdown lane Big Daddy with the 'caine No Half Steps A sad set, stretch cats long giraffe necks Puff piff by the pound, eye's slanted man Like my moms used to fuck around with Jackie Chan Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Sit back relax and watch Demigodz twirl Collectin' samples, all around the world Poppin' up in stripper joints, blowin' with ol' girl She bend over then I blew it in her puss This shit here is called watermelon kush Hold your nose, the contact is meaner Roll up, out west the grass is greener Got the blunt passin, music blastin' Music blastin' But I just can't quit Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Because I just can't quit I got the blunt, blunt passin' Beat rappin', hail to the chief Man I sail through the streets in a Jeep like a sea captain Ahoy faggots, suuuuu All hands on deck You all stink but I reek havoc so Keep at it, I'mma smack you with a skeet napkin Lets just chill and wait until the beef passes Uh huh, ain't nothin' happenin' Music blastin', blunt passin' Give me that mac-10 Bllllllatttt Put a little weed in this place And watch the joke go around like collection plates So roll up the next blunt I ain't got time to waste He hear the bass in ya face as I give you a taste The gun on my waist put him in a casket case Bitch please, you about as gangsta as Pastor Ma$e Where I'm from, these California slums be tougher in my lungs What I'm smokin' got me speakin' in tongues Got the blunt passin, music blastin' Music blastin' But I just can't quit Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Roll up the next blunt Because I just can't quit I got the blunt, blunt passin'