Woodie - The Way You Feel lyrics

Tonight We Blaze, Drop Fade On The Dank In The Bay All Day, Maintain, Maryjane Keep Fazing The Haze, Hit The Jay Always, I Stay On Swade,Got No Shame, And I Wont Change,Cuz You Cant Tame Game, Plus We Hang In A Place Where Things Are Strange, Your Brains Get Blown From A Pistol,Place That Scrill Allday Hit The Hill Parlay, Til There Aint No Punks Or Cowards, You Hangin Around Us Better Be Down With Us, There Aint No Insults Jack On Impulse, Drama Happens But Imma Savage, Those Scandalis Pos Tryin To Do Damage, Im Chokin On Rope In A Cloud Of Smoke But Before You Kno It I Vansish, And My Eyes Still Slanted Grabbin The 40 Posted Wit My Homies, Smoke Wit It Closely, Watchin You Fonys Act Like You Kno Me, But Still Stayin One Step Ahead Of The Police, Slowly Aproach We Dont Stand Too Close, Not Even Beside Me And Neva Behind Me, Too Many Robberies Got Me On Paranoid Cokin My Mettle Toy, Like A Hoe Watch Me Point, Clear My Voice And Grip My Groin, Twist Some Moist To Gettin Bizzy Remmeding Your Homeboys Wit My Homeboys, When Bustas Make A Choice,To Avoid The Game Get Strange, Pull Up The Snatch And Hit The Gas Pa** Round The Joint, Im Pa**ed The Point Of Redemption, Reject The Stress And Slice The Vega With A Razor And Blaze The Veda, Sheke Em Fifty With My Down And Filthy Native Behavoir, We Puts It Down In The Town Where Im From, Nothim But A G Thang In The East Maine, Smokin Dank Up In The Golden State, Tryin To Get Paid, Watchin The b**hmade Pimp, They Still Stay In The Midst Of Drama Ridaz Creep Like Spidaz, On The Late Nighta But We Fightas, Timeless Ridaz Survivers,Light The Rope Pop It At Some Hoes Can Get Exposed Before Those Panties Duurrroppp Its The Same One Goes Down We Blow Our Clouds In The Town Of Antioch [Chorus: X2] Dont Be Afraid Of The Way You Feel Blaze Up The Jay And Take A Hit Of That k** Dont Be Afraid Of The Way You Feel Its The Bomb Its Like Mental That I Get Lit That Icky Is My Favorite Gotta A Cravin Can I Shake It Shes Beggin Me To Take It Supposed To Lift With Caution That k**as Got Me Coughin I Aint Droppin And I Aint Stoppin Until Them Ballas Start Recroppin And Im Often Gone Off That Rope And I Hope That This Danksmoke Will Get Me Lifted, Results Of My Addiction Im Hitting Baby Crazy, Something Like Daily, And Lately Ive Been Feenin For Her Love So I Spend Dubs And Fill My Lungs Inhale And Exhale, Indo Flows When We Blow Hydroponics, Havin None Smokers Astonished Gone Off 50 Sacs Get Polished,Im Hella Sauced Tossed Off That Greenery,With Dankclouds In My Scenery They Seem To Be Completin Me, And I Got These Bomb Sacs, Givin In Some Dental Contact, To All Them Smokers That Dont Smoke And Dont Kno How To React, But Dont Be Afraid, When Mj Got Your Thoughts Delayed Its Just That Triple A Grade,That Steady Fuccin Wit Your Brain, I Got My Flame To My Savior, Wrapped Up In A Vega Cuz I Love How She Tell This To My Kickback Behavior, And I Cant Stop, Wont Stop, I Smoke Pot Til My Casket Drops, I Luve The Steady Callin So I Gotta Drop A 10 Spot Yea Woodies Caught Off That Oe Those Who Kno Me Kno I Dont Smoke Weed But Them Greenbud Smokin Homies Keep On Forcin The Dank Up On Me, Whats A Soldier To Do? The Pressure Has Got Me In A Predickament There Tellin Me To Hit That sh** Tellin Me That Its The Sticky sh** Im Thinkin Dam, Its Only Herb Im Already Perked Ill Take One Hit, Thats It Then Quit, But Thats Bullsh**, They Get Me Smokin The Whole Spliff So Low D, Who I Be W-Doubl O-Die,Off That Old E. That I Be Barely Hittin On:That Tall-E, So If You Happen To Find Me High Endin Up Wit My Homeboys, Better Shake That Spot And Get Off That Block That Got Me Paranoid, Grippin A Pistol Under My Jersey Trigger Finger Ready To Yank Got Me Talkin Twice To A Mobile Like My Homeboy Lil Nate Bates And Now I Feel Like Mobbin 55 Degrees Out With That Top Down In A Lark Parking Thru The Yoc Town With The Heater On, Whos A Hog Now? That Indo Got Me Hella High Smobbin Gazin At The Sky Thinkin Back On Jr High Me And Blackbird Side By Side Wishin He Was In The Ride That Bomb That Got Me Teary Eyed That Bomb That Makin Me Snap Sometimes When I Grab My Strap Prepare To Die When Ever I Smoke Up Off This k**? [?]?Who Wants To Chill So When You Take A Hit Of This k** Dont Be Afraid Of The Way U Feel!