Roll It Up Lyrics - Stoners Reeking Havoc - Kottonmouth Kings

Roll it up then, confrontation 

Smoke it up then, heal the nation 

Roll it up then, burn the ganja 

I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 

Let me take you on a trip, deep where I venture 

With the P-Town ballers in the city of Placentia 

What we gonna do? Fool I though you knew 

We're gonna fishbowl this bitch and roll the avenue 

Man I'm barkin, park so we can get this sparked and 

We'll score a fat sack and there won't be no more then 

We'll make a right turn, the shef'll burn 

Break out the two-four and put the bowl on turn 

We need to hurry up because my high's straight escapin 

We need a sixty roll because this bowl I'm sick of scrapin 

We're gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curb 

I got about a fifty, so Loc what's the word? 

Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (that's what I'm sayin), 

We'll score a fat sack and smoke till we're hazin 

Never perpetrate me because we just got lifted 

Saint call some freaks ,why me, 'cause you're gifted 

Roll it up then, confrontation 

Smoke it up then, heal the nation 

Roll it up then, burn the ganja 

I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 

Saint we got low 'cause we smoked all our dough 

That shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost choked 

Man he broke, and too bad we ain't no joke 

Two hits and pass that, man I want another roach 

The sad oversoked man I want some mo 

That shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the door 

Let me say times 'cause that sucker livin' 

Shake in my somthin that fools start trippin 

What's a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down? 

It makes me think twice, with the j out your hand 

You ain't nothin but a rookie 

Tryin to drop science but your mind is playin hooky 

Pay attention Loc, I only speak the truth 

Sing along with the song sendin out to the youth: 

Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night 

Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life 

Roll a man a joint and he'll smoke for a night 

Teach him how to roll and he'll smoke for life 

Roll it up then, confrontation 

Smoke it up then, heal the nation 

Roll it up then, burn the ganja 

I need to pass the roach because its burning my hand 

Man I'm gettin stressed, I need to hit the cess 

I need to get some herb so I can calm my nerves 

Lets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarter 

Naw lets get some kind bud its willin to float ya 

Now check it out I get a twenty from my girl 

I get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurl 

Look what I got I just got my double chamber 

We smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for danger 

And if a stranger wants to get a taste of it 

He can take a hit and trip and pay me for my rip 

I try to have two sacks in case one gets lonely 

There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only 

Bud smokers only, bud smokers only 

There's a sign on my door that says bud smokers only 

Man I'm gettin hungry we need to get some food 

Man I need some chronic to get me in the mood 

Well hold up, my pager is blowin up 

Yeah that's X-Daddy, looks like we'll be rollin up 

Roll it up then 

Smoke it up then 

Roll it up then