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
California 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
Cocaine es gibt kein Kombi
Wenn es dir nicht gefällt gibt es bullets von Bently
Straight 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:
N***as 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 n***a 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 n***a we got a army
Aftermath general, one love to fifty
Ain't seen him in a minute yo, used to be my n***a yo
Money changed n***as, but we the same n***as
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)