Ganja Bus – Damian Marley – letras

[Damian Marley]All aboard, and jump on the Ganja BusWe now want the new weed, beat under usRollin’ up, roll like we thunderousSomkin’ up, Rasta not sprinkle dustToo much ecstasy, make manna exit usToo much fantasy, here upon next to usFit in ganja weed, always notoriousSucker censor me, if you feel gloriousWe have weed in our cakes and Oreo’sBelieve me though, death upon your MarlboroYou want my roll, on someone you hardly knowThis Marley grow, no time to move feetMake it slow, you tellin’ me noSay you want to start the showLike cool, Johnny Depp and you want to blowYou shot, direct; that means you are far bellowYou start to take, substances up in your nose[Chorus: Damian Marley – 2X]No nina where you find meSome boy go rich, blow ninetyAnd smokin’ like a genieThe skunky and the greenie[B-Real]On the ganja bus, they comin’ after usWe makin’ stops all over Los AngelesOn the block, where the weed that get scandalousWhen we run around, police can’t handle usThey wanna clout the bus, and on the top be usThey never wanna come around, just a rowdy bunchTengo el poder, tu no aguantasYo sé, que el juego es dificil para ustedDespiertate, no dejes to gente verTu situacion cuando no puedes mantenerEn fuerza que nosotros, enseñaleDeja tu vida sin rastros, escondatePortate, we flyin’ up tu +santrope+And if you want we can jet through Maldigo B[Chorus: Damian Marley – 2X]No nina where you find meSome boy go rich, blow ninetyAnd smokin’ like a genieThe skunky and the greenieSenn Dogg![Sen Dog]Cuando fumo yo no juego, pásame el fuegoMe lo fumo todo, quememe los dedosEn la mañana cuando me levantoAntes que nada, yo quemo un pipasoEnamorado con la yerba buenacomida cubana y las nalgas morenastodas las nenas saben que yo tengolas colitas, vete en mi leñono hay nadie que me quite el viciomarihuano por vida, oiste chico?Mundo entero quiero que me entiendeLa cara virgen wanna va tu mente[Chorus][B-Real]It’s so hazardousTake a strive with usWhen it’s over California, we react the busWe fabulous, your talk don’t mean jack to usBetter fear for your ass the assassins comePass ya’ blunts, gonna have to mash it upFor you conniving mothafuckers wanna stash it upYou actin’ up, we can’t have that’s whats upListen Muggs on the table gonna slash it up[Chorus] (2x)