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lirik lagu berner & b-real - los meros

[intro: berner]
yeah, the west side is in the f~ckin’ building

[verse 1: berner]
they thought the berner was burnt, but your boy on point and alert
your b~tch look cute, i had her first
i seen them cryin’ online, dyin’ of thirst
yeah, stop and slow, i’m sure that it hurts
what’s the numbers down in cell mart?
yeah, i got a bag in my hand and ready to k!ll for ‘em
han with me and he ready to shoot
yeah, i ball like i hoop
gimme the loot
cut some crew max and the shoes are crispy
i cashed out of them and i moved them quickly
all black ash, it grow trash (trash)
a brand like that, it won’t last (it won’t last)
boss talk, meetings on a big boat
it’s kinda wild, i used to ship dope
i built a real enterprise
left the dope game behind for a better life
went from buyin’ low and sellin’ high to cuttin’ clothes and 75s
to a new store in eight miles
success brings fake smiles

[chorus: b~real]
once upon a time, way back in the day
we put packs on the street from l.a to the bay
then we opened up doors, welcome to our stores
it’s cookies and green thumb, now come explore
smoke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
smoke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
we got the choke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
yeah, smoke homie
[verse 2: b~real]
dirty rock son of a b~tch
mumbles from the top of your lips
can’t hang with the two that be gettin’ the chicks
keep your hands off the whip, it’s bluelay
in the coolant with no cup
you guys made a bad move
better call top, he don’t like bad dudes
glad to put you in a state of paranoia, rad dude
hit this insane cherry bomb, remain calm
berner ‘bout to hit you with the feen on like a feen on
yet another weed song, but it is really?
i remember when i used to roll out pillies in philly
shot to meek mill~y, he got the strain so low~key
a brand new bag, soft touch, so silky
on the broth like a smoke cloud
we about to hit the party and it’s so loud
got the vibe rollin’ in from the west coast
we about to run it
ready, homie? let’s go

[chorus: b~real]
once upon a time, way back in the day
we put packs on the street from l.a to the bay
then we opened up doors, welcome to our stores
it’s cookies and green thumb, now come explore
smoke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
smoke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
we got the choke homie, smoke homie (smoke homie)
yeah, smoke homie
[verse 3: xzibit]
pick your poison, pullin’ up like a work of art
illinois, michigan, oklahoma, connect the dots
weight like a freight train and bang like a hussein
sh~t gets strange, boomerang my change
no, people say patience is virtue
but i sin, napalm grenades to hurt you
better deal with them hateful~ass feelings and work through all that hoopla
what kinda pops you got? rollin’, we’ll have a shoot out
burnin’ with 2london for pound cake
b and i, we be insane in the brain, so we made it astray
packed out with kush from kinji back in the day
smoke the exact same way till i’m old and gray
we in the game, too cold to play
you better have your wits up about yourself
better watch yourself
meet me at dr. green thumbs, ‘cause the doors is open
cookin’ sh~t, what sh~t you smokin’?
f~ckers

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