Treez lyrics

by

Ghostface Killah


[Intro: Raekwon]
Word up, yo call up the jet, call up the dread, man
Word up, man...

"Smoking" "Drinking" (2x)

[Raekwon]
Aiyo, soon as he hit the door, he seen me, I'm playin' the floor
Backward packs, Dutches by the drawer
Didn't want the n*gga to grab me, yo
He threw my skirt up, my Glad bag, he touchin' my seeds
Goodness calm down, chump, you ain't the largest n*gga
Holdin' that match pack, I still broke 'em off and my back was killin' me
Yeah, this n*gga try'nna pose, frontin' with Loretta
In the crib with some hoes, yo...
He bought to f*ck both of them yo, call Kush and 'em up
Purple Haze just got rolled on, why the f*ck my n*ggas know nothin'
Matter fact, I heard Thai Stick got stuck, they blew Black Gold on 'em
Plus your son's spoiling my days, yeah
The n*gga robbin' everybody, him and Keith, them n*ggas crazy, yeah
He just came home, he out in Ghana, packagin' sh*t
They ride inside of Ice Cream cones
Look at Northern, that n*gga hazed out
He and some wack n*gga Air Force, lame n*gga, he ain't bathed
And got the nerve, yo, to look like Grady, God
They threw the brown paper bag on his face, and Jail went crazy
Blamin' 'em, yo he was gettin' tortured
He had white n*ggas p*ssin' and sh*t, he left sores on 'em
Wow, what up with Maui, Maui chillin'
He in the fed joint, cousin got knocked, I heard he got millions
Tourin' with Yukon Gold, yo, they out in Europe
With the new accent, that sh*t is grown
Northern got his Lights sprayed out
He out in Texas, with some ugly ass African n*ggas, they blew his pipes out
[Chorus 3X: Raekwon]
Weed, n*ggas fiend for me, smokin' my leaves
I'm like weed, can't stand n*ggas touchin' my seeds
I'm like weed, keep sellin' me to crooks and thieves
I'm like weed, all the young n*ggas callin' me trees

"Smoking" "Drinking" (2x)

[Raekwon]
Went in the stash, grabbed Hash and 'em
He had a forty pound n*gga named Brown, they poured gas on him
Yeah, yo, the crib got raided, God, Challish was there
He got tangled up, caught him and beared
Yo, under the pillow, White Widow, yo
She went to crack school, never came back, I heard she look old
Her and Sesamia, God, two twin crack monkeys, pa
Sleepin' in quesadias, Blueberry rollin' 'em
She crashed the "Purple" whip, Passion had it
They up in In' n*ggas crib, all dusted, n*ggas butt ass
Acapulco Gold 'Dro, chillin', him and Satib'
Out in Geneva, in Cherry Gold's benzos
Corner Bud, he a real gangsta
Him and Skunk got drunk, they murdered a man with one lung
Now they on the run, yo, Con Bud, n*gga got bodied
Had Jamaican n*ggas, yellin', "He robbed me!", yo
Look at all of 'em, Yard Weed and 'em
Bloods geesin' 'em, now he can't sell, he livin' with Trees
Afghani' bugged out, some Israel n*ggas rushed 'em
Kidnapped his little sister Pine Green
Word, it got deeper, word, they chopped Reefer
Caught 'em in the sock of some young n*gga, they meat cleaved 'em
Yo, I got to blow, I'm embarrased
They threw Crystal Palace kid off the roof, with T.H.C.'s madness
[Chorus 3X]

Weed (4x)
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