[Lloyd I know, I ain't supposed to smoke in But Mr. Bouncer Man, don't put motherfuckin hands 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 this
G-Unit - repeat 2X] That la lah-lah, I be Be me right, I be loc'n Them bullshit trees, you be gives you a buzz, me I get HIGH!
[Lloyd I admit I got a problem, I keep back for these doe-doe bags, and not 'gnac or your sack of seeds I chill, sit on the sofa and relax my knees And one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe I blow a heavy load, you can some G's cause I'm a smoker, too much of to choke ya I mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence A can't operate without his instruments My success rapidly got your bitch convinced Haters mad they can't look inside cause I pitched the I enter the club with baggies of chocolate The secondhand smoke'll a nigga wanna start shit Sometimes I think bout where the niggaz from the start up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment It's just one of them things that I do with my spare My bad habits ain't private, so I'ma share
[Lloyd Now they put hands out, cause of the way shit bend So you ain't smokin if you don't chip in Listen, I waited long for these rocks to From one-room pad without a pot to piss in betrayal is not forgiven, I do this for my niggaz up that's comin home to lobster livin Helpin the cop's forbidden, bout to buy her own mansion so I can see her pop the ribbon That Cali bud special, so special I held the blunt so Snoop had to me, "Pass the weed nephew!" rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off Cause the pump'll you "Jump" like Kris Kross My nigga 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 'em, what you expect ho?
[Snoop Say 'gain you blow it with the best of them Yes yes I blessted them, blazed up the palm trees I told dem don't mess wit dem, I dem no testament Do you to smoke wit me? rollin, G-strollin, bad-mouthin muh'fucker Law breakin, pimp slappin niggaz for the of it Hip-Hoppin, ziplockin, gangbanger "Thought you was an actor," thought I was a Thought about ridin if you say you wanna tough D.P.G. sounds like danger You might wanna manage anger with us and stop smokin on the same stuff Now lay on the law This new weed I got I call it face off Cause it'll blow your off and that's a figure of speech My niggaz a beast, on me, from the to the East, preach!