[Lloyd I know, I ain't supposed to in here But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put your motherfuckin on me (Can I get high) - without you me Everybody you see in tonight's doin the same thing, so why you keep player on me? (Can I get high) - without you me
[50] Ay, did you hit shit?
[Chorus: G-Unit - 2X] la lah-lah, I be smokin Be gettin me right, I be Them trees, you be rollin barely you a buzz, me I get HIGH!
Banks] I admit I got a problem, I keep comin back for doe-doe bags, and not your 'gnac or sack of seeds I chill, sit back on the and relax my knees And roll one up loose enough to make the breathe I blow a heavy load, you can some G's cause I'm a smoker, too of this to choke ya I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad A musician can't without his instruments My recent success rapidly got your bitch Haters mad they can't look cause I pitched the tints I the club with baggies of that chocolate The secondhand make a nigga wanna start shit Sometimes I think bout where the from the start went up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment It's just one of things that I do with my spare time My bad habits private, so I'ma share mine
[Lloyd Now they put they hands out, cause of the way shit So you niggaz ain't if you don't chip in Listen, I waited long for rocks to glisten From one-room pad without a pot to piss in Overt is not forgiven, I do this for my niggaz locked up that's comin to lobster livin Helpin the cop's forbidden, to buy momma her own mansion so I can see her pop the ribbon That Cali bud special, so I held the blunt so long Snoop had to me, "Pass the weed nephew!" Fuck rap, I'm the one to get pissed off the pump'll make you "Jump" like Kris Kross My dead and it's hard to let go So I'm blowin on that wet doe, same as Gecko We follow codes and everybody in the set know We gas 'em, fuck 'em and pass 'em, you expect ho?
[Snoop Say 'gain won't you blow it the best of them Yes yes I blessted them, up the purple palm trees I told dem mess wit dem, I hold dem no testament Do you to smoke wit me? Weed rollin, G-strollin, muh'fucker Law breakin, pimp slappin niggaz for the of it Hip-Hoppin, ziplockin, gangbanger "Thought you was an actor," thought I was a about ridin if you say you wanna hang tough D.P.G. unit sounds danger You wanna manage your anger Hang with us and stop smokin on the stuff Now lay on the law This new that I got I call it face off Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a of speech My niggaz a beast, on me, the West to the East, preach!