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Hands up, more smoke
If you feel it with the heart, it will come back
You know what’s crumbling, man, we still have crops.
We fuck off nonstop, we fuck rap, not cheap pop
sticky fingers, burns and crumbles again
It flies for my people, for the lost souls.
It’s a whole point, Ganja Mafia Champion
We go straight to where the green scent heals us.

1.Crazy kolabo of GR. take and check
it sucks like chill, what pulls like and standstill
We crumble all the time, count it in millions, not hundreds.
we still draw with small poppy already a hectare
No cult, normal guys
We are constantly chasing dreams to break out of the disease.
Those bastards want to put us in jail for an ounce.
And we just want to get a bunch of them!

2. We will never stop saying you know exactly what we love
see these people behind us, we are not alone
together on the same side of the barricade
where the big Ganja mafia's logo is behind me.
the ship will not sink.
You know what’s on fire, and I’m lying here, and it’s over.
Sit on your ass.
The sun is shining above us and for that I love my group!

Ref.
Hands up, more smoke
If you feel it with the heart, it will come back
You know what’s crumbling, man, we still have crops.
We fuck off nonstop, we fuck rap, not cheap pop
sticky fingers, burns again crumbs
It flies for my people, for the lost souls.
It’s a whole point, Ganja Mafia Champion
We go straight to where the green scent heals us.

3. I know what burns, you know what crumbles
What would hip hop be without a soul?
Kali’s here with me, Seba’s blinking her eyes too.
With Phonos on the wave like the sun after the storm
Turn, dusty, welcome to the next town
We leave at midnight and come back when it’s light
A password drops and it crumbles again
What can another GM team do?

4.How Bits, Rhymes, Tracks, Top Brand Clothes
You’ve got people here who’ll pick on your shoulders in case of W.
We’ve been doing this for years, so don’t be surprised you’re sweating so much.
flew time rags, we never crush scab
Singing torn not from drinking, but from workload
And I know if I hold on to it, it’s gonna be great.
You have here the first league player, it would be appropriate to mark
Ganja Mafia (GMB) not only for smokers!

Ref.
Hands up, more smoke
If you feel it with the heart, it will come back
You know what’s crumbling, man, we still have crops.
We fuck off nonstop, we fuck rap, not cheap pop
sticky fingers, burns again crumbs
It flies for my people, for the lost souls.
It’s a whole point, Ganja Mafia Champion
We go straight to where the green scent heals us.

Ganja, Ganja, Ganja, Ganja
She gives me the power, She gives me the power to breathe
Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia
You tell us, because the smokers want to lock them up.
Ganja, Ganja, Ganja, Ganja
You know what crumbles, mea already enjoys
Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia
Don’t forget, cut well, because it’s on fire!

5. You know what crumbles, in my soul this music plays
is a lip balm for the ears and from the speaker GM Klika
hello peace power, in the cartridge words power
slumbering in rhymes, smuggling, that mood that sits in me
I speak, in spite of all enemies, I am myself
I’m running with the crew and dancing street pogo
I crush with locusts, I look healthy in the eyes, not hostile
With my head up, above the clouds, I walk my way.

HIP HOP! we shout loudly together
Concert tours and return in the morning
It’s hip hop! And the whole Polish is smoking
DJ Feel-X, THC and Ruby Ganja Mafia!

Ref.
Hands up, more smoke
If you feel it with the heart, it will come back
You know what’s crumbling, man, we still have crops.
We fuck off nonstop, we fuck rap, not cheap pop
sticky fingers, burns again crumbs
It flies for my people, for the lost souls.
It’s a whole point, Ganja Mafia Champion
We go straight to where the green scent heals us.