Dojo Lyrics by Curren$y
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Intro:]
Aye aye aye aye
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'
[Verse: Curren$y:]
Uh, I tell ya what, nigga, I neva gave a fuck, nigga
Less it was paying us, nigga, back when I was in the cut
In that era riders was fuckin' wid us
Knew that we'd do it just like we fuckin' did it
Split the pie right down the middle
Smokin' at the pound got that killa continuous
The ground we on strenuous, but we too foreign
To shit and even consider, bitch (?)
Reminiscin' of that southern playa-listic diss
The Cadillacs of raps, the Vogue ties-o-ramas
Classic smooth like Joe Dumars as the head-timers watch us
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa:]
Uh, either you in or you in, my nigga
My niggas destined to win, be there beginnin' to end
Gettin' money with my genuine friends
This shit get strenuous
How the fuck ya roll with us now but you ain't been with us?
Count my brother down, back then we was creatin' nigga style
How to get yo money, how to treat life
How to get yo hoes, how to spend time
And how to catch a plane, nigga, how to fly
I got it tattooed in my skin, ain't nothin' change
Except the way the money fold, you cut the zip
I roll, nigga, we gon' split the whole zone
And take some bitches to the honey coam
Uh, uh, ah
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)
[Intro:]
Aye aye aye aye
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'
[Verse: Curren$y:]
Uh, I tell ya what, nigga, I neva gave a fuck, nigga
Less it was paying us, nigga, back when I was in the cut
In that era riders was fuckin' wid us
Knew that we'd do it just like we fuckin' did it
Split the pie right down the middle
Smokin' at the pound got that killa continuous
The ground we on strenuous, but we too foreign
To shit and even consider, bitch (?)
Reminiscin' of that southern playa-listic diss
The Cadillacs of raps, the Vogue ties-o-ramas
Classic smooth like Joe Dumars as the head-timers watch us
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa:]
Uh, either you in or you in, my nigga
My niggas destined to win, be there beginnin' to end
Gettin' money with my genuine friends
This shit get strenuous
How the fuck ya roll with us now but you ain't been with us?
Count my brother down, back then we was creatin' nigga style
How to get yo money, how to treat life
How to get yo hoes, how to spend time
And how to catch a plane, nigga, how to fly
I got it tattooed in my skin, ain't nothin' change
Except the way the money fold, you cut the zip
I roll, nigga, we gon' split the whole zone
And take some bitches to the honey coam
Uh, uh, ah
[Hook x2:]
We pop from the weed spot
Wield up when we see cops
We rollin', sit back, blowin' trees out
No time for the stress, I just keep on goin'