Smoke Tree

I’m Chinee
Take a pee
Everybody in the house, smoke tree
I be a cop
Do I look Chinee?
But before, we used to roll with the drugs, in the West B under the gazebo
This is how we used to smoke rocks and the trees, yo
I got pulled over, driving by Fillipino
I kill the Po-Po, while I swallow the Kilo
The police told me to switch on my headlights
He still pulled me up when I run through the red light
I rolling from the bar east going like twenty
I bang that hoe!