Fire It On Up

T-Rock Feat. La Chat & Tear Da Club Up Thugs

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ATL thugs where you at? (Fire it on up!) College Park thugs where you at? (Fire it on up!) Decatur thugs where you at? (Fire it on up!) And T-Rock up in this joint, I'm finna fire it on up! Greenery and G-O-D, that's all that's inside of me Reminiscing of the day I started choking Swisher leaves Keeping me from getting paid, smoking sweat the chicken made Started using marijuana at thirteen years of age Greenery got my vision blurred, I'm full of guns of herb Feeling so luxurious, I'm mixing it with Thunderbird Tripping as I clutch the wall, now I'm screaming "Fuck 'em all!" Living in Atlanta where the pimps rule and bustas fall Wishing I could clock the dough, I don't wanna rob a ho Spending all my money smoking weed in the Optimo Sometimes it's a Swisher Sweet, got me pulling silly cuts Smoking on my troubles as I roll 'em in a Philly blunt Tell my thugs, they be loose, hold that green, I break the loaf Mix it up or you'll lose or blow up like a holocaust Chiefing is a daily trade, suffering a flaring rage Meaning for the reefer once you put it in the Aaron Blaze Playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked Now playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked now I'm swinging from the trees like chimpanzees I got a garden, yes indeed, I planted seeds If you should cut me I would bleed the greenery Lord Infamous, go hire me for ultra speech I do not practice but I preach, I always cheat Quite frequently high joint I keep, the P-O-T But there can be this every team, taste it to tease It's perfectly the remedy, I smoke okay, I try okay I feel the need for the weed 'cause I been on P In A-U-L I need to calm down, where I'm found? In Tennessee, Hennessy, triple double coupe of stickers What y'all talking 'bout? Tank simples, dank sinners With us when we cranking out, running south First you wanna hit the beat, then you wanna hit the funk Don't you wanna drink the syrup? Take a shot of Erkin Jerk In my lap a folded bill, ecstasy them killer pills Sometimes Juicy wanna fly when a playa chiefing pie Playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked Now playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked now See you ain't never choke no chicken with this typewriter Heard the club jumping, burn it down and call the firefighter Thugs bumping, our gold chains glisten, eyes reddish All you lames listen, fuck with us, go to the paramedics Stay in order, we running trains like a torture on these G bitches Making for a haunch and keep the weed twisted in a baker Smoking until it's a roach hitter Give it to that ho after the dick is out, I throw nigga, I'm a player! We strategize, play for second like in hardball Take a clutch stroke, it's a hardball, naw nigga! We just some herb smoking jostlers Sipping desert to science to prove that our balls bigger, more nigga It's what I'm sipping on, grip your tone in a zone Watching for snakes, my killers blown, smelling familiar To none other than the owner of Sesh Doja It's the high rollers, they will say we in paraphernalia Playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked Now playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) I said playa what you waiting on? (Fire it on up!) 'Cause the blunts getting stuffed and the sluts getting fucked now Sip it on up Snort it on up Drink it on up Blow it on up ATL representation Dynasty style, T-Rock the Rockefeller Signing off