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متن آهنگ Eminem, Snoop Dogg – From The D 2 The LBC

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Eminem & Snoop Dogg

Eminem, Snoop Dogg – From D 2 To LBC

Yeah, it’s been a minute

This probably should’ve happened a while ago

Fuk it, we’re here now though, let’s go

Yeah, man, what the fuk? Yo

Yo, Snoop, oh, man

Yo, let me see–, let me see them buds
I can’t even–

Man, that shit’s the size of my hand, dog

The fuk?

That’s how I know that I’m in the studio with the Doggy (Where?)

In California’ ’cause my homie from Long Beach

I always got that bomb weed (That’s why)

I feel a calm breeze (Yeah)

Every time I palm trees (Get it?), just like that blonde bleach

I went platinum then so did my album (Yeah)

Calvin’s turning me into a zombie

‘Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they’re twice the size that his arm

be

And that is some strong green (Strong green)

Got to contact, my contact lenses are foggy

I might end up in Walgreens pharmacy

With my arm asleep, gone off lean mixed with Dramamine

I will treat Paula Den like a fukin’ human pin-ball machine

Bouncing the balls off her tonsils

If y’ all are seeking’ the smoke, I got all the weed

I am a walking mother fukin’ marijuana leaf, and I’m here to stay

My ring’s so definite, my longevity needs a hearing aid (What?)

Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied some features with legendary

names (Yeah)

تکست آهنگ امینم و اسنوپ داگ From The D 2 The LBC

Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to monetary gain (Woo)

‘Cause dope is addictive, just like they call it mjuana

‘Cause like marriage, you wanna marry Jane

It’s like you and Spider-Man feel the very same (Yeah)

My adversaries came, put these little degenerates out my lineage

And when it come to pockets, weren’t many as Phineas [?]

Skinny as mine, bich I was penniless

Now I’m plenty rich, and this shit don’t make any sense

I was in the mother fukin’ pinch like a tatty twist

Now I’m sitting as pretty as each penny is

While I’m penning this in the lab, while you guinea pigs

I ain’t finned fool ‘Am, and in fact, give me the semi

And when I pull the big guns out that trigger

Pull it, until the mother fukin’ shit runs out of bullets

Somebody better call a ambulance (Woo)

If you live it’ll be miraculous

I Got more hits than a contract killer

Like the caterpillars don’t got antennas

Or the words, I don’t got no God damn fillers

What’s more? You did not plan for this (Nah)

From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles (Haha, yeah)

So put your doobies high if you reside in 213, let’s see them blunts raised (Burr)

Whether you East Side or West Side of the 313, let’s see them guns blaze (Burr, burr, burr)

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