Track title: From D 2 To LBC
Artist: Eminem, Snoop Dogg
Album: From D 2 To LBC
Released On: 2022-06-24
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چنل تلگرام
https://t.me/Musical8Life
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استریم از اسپاتفای
موزیک ویدیو
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Lyrics
[Intro: Eminem]
Yeah, it's been a minute
This probably should've happened a while ago
Fuck it, we're here now though, let's go
Yeah, man, what the fuck? Yo
Yo, Snoop, oh, man
Yo, let me see–, let me see them buds
I can't even–
Man, that shit's the size of my hand, dogg
The fuck?
[Verse 1: Eminem]
That's how I know that I'm in the studio with the Doggy (Where?)
In Californi' 'cause my homie from Long Beach
I always got that bomb weed (That's why)
I feel a calm breeze (Yeah)
Every time I palm trees (Get it?), just like that blonde bleach
I went platinum then so did my album (Yeah)
Calvin's turning me into a zombie
'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're twice the size that his arm be
And that is some strong green (Strong green)
Gotta contact, my contact lenses are foggy
I might end up in Walgreens pharmacy
With my arm asleep, gone off lean mixed with Dramamine
I will treat Paula Deen like a fuckin' human pin-ball machine
Bouncing the balls off her tonsils
If y'all are seeking' the smoke, I got all the weed
I am a walking motherfuckin' marijuana leaf, and I'm here to stay
My ring's so definite, my longevity needs a hearing aid (What?)
Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied some features with legendary names (Yeah)
Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to monetary gain (Woo)
'Cause dope is addictive, just like they call it marijuana
'Cause like marriage, you wanna marry Jane
It's like you and Spider-Man feel the very same (Yeah)
My adversaries came, put these little degenerates out my lineage
And when it come to pockets, weren't many as Phineas [?]
Skinny as mine, bitch I was penniless
Now I'm plenty rich, and this shit don't make any sense
I was in the motherfuckin' pinch like a titty twist
Now I'm sitting as pretty as each penny is
While I'm penning this in the lab, while you guinea pigs
I ain't finna fool 'em, and in fact, give me the semi
And when I pull the big guns out that trigger
Pull it, until the motherfuckin' shit runs out of bullets
Somebody better call a ambulance (Woo)
If you live it'll be miraculous
I Got more hits than a contract killer
Like the caterpillars don't got antennas
Or the words, I don't got no God damn fillers
What's more? You did not plan for this (Nah)
From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles (Haha, yeah)
[Chorus: Eminem]
So put your doobies high if you reside in 213, let's see them blunts raised (Brr)
Whether you East Side or West Side of the 313, let's see them guns blaze (Brr, brr, brr)
