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 up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it

Nightmare:
Hau den Joint an, verpass den Bus,
Californier Kush gekauft von George Bush,
Homie jeder weiß ich bin der King,
Den jeder in der Hood weiß wer ich bin, (ëh)
Nutten wollen jetzt ein bisschen Grass,
Kein Geld sondern ein Fick in arsch,
New era cap ich bin der Dope man,
Für Promis besorge ich hartes dope man (haha)
Deine Ma gibt ein Fick, weil ich es will,
Sorry keine hemung für so n'milf,
Rap musik hab die scheiße in der hand,
Und du penner sammelst noch deine flachenpfahnt,
Cocain es gibt kein Kombi,
Wenn es dir nicht gefällt gibt es bullets von Bently,
Stright Gangsta schmeiß alles weg, der don is back,

I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for suicide
Holla at me cuz i got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi
Right here in LA
Imhale,exhale,inhale,exhale

Hold up wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it

King Ku$ha:
Hold up, i hi kadal kti seni,
Cali kish pom lun prej veni,
Dope man njoni prej ma t'mirve,
Ta shutiti femren me kerrin e policive,
Shumë mir qe nive, tash e di se kush,
Albanian Gansta, roll the f**king Cali Kush,
No drama, call my bi**h diana
After that f**k anna, she looks like rihanna,
With the best stupid hoes dal,
Asnjo se marr, um falni se ju ket veq relex per k** (what)
Kallxoj tjetrit e tjetrit qe tash jom ngjall,
Jom i smut n'kry se Repi jeten ma ka marr,
Je big fake, ki nevoj per mast,
Une kom dal perpara,po ju keni met permas,
From the West to the East, I am a beast for the beats,
N*** rest in peace, catch me if you can please

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy holla at my niggi
Right here in La

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

The Game:
Niggas put my face on the milk carton, take the shit off
Cause I've been home with the kids instead of breaking shit off
I'm asthmatic,aftermath-matic, Dre want me in the both
The room better be padded cause I'm Loko
Psychotic, six hundred wide body
Lost a couple mill last year, but why cry about it
Weside got a nigga back, so I throw my dubs up,
Never leave without my strap, is like that
Got palm tree's, we comin' through on there's
Thw A-F-T-E-R-M-A-T-H nigga we got a army
Aftermath general, one love to fifty
Aint seen him in a minute yo, used to be my nigga yo
Money changed niggas, but we the same niggas
Add fuel to the fire, that makes the flame bigger
But sometimes ego's clash with dessert eagles
And I stayed loyal to the city where the weed grow
(Compton)

(Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale)