It's the dank season for nineteen four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be pleasin' man dank season
It's the dank season for nineteen ninety the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be pleasin' man dank season
For 1994, Tay is in this An' I never be a silly stupid ass sucka Busta, it runs in the Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, em like a vet from the bay, G
Seff the Gaffla that's my nigga were this Giggalo, G, boy you're doin' this, beat So let me kick a about that shit called chronic Don't try to play it stupid I know you up on it
You just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one Callin' up the hooker the ho for another one Late hustlin' in the projects, O.C. My brothers in the dark an' way past OD Just flipped my money, feelin' good and I'm Seff'll hook you up or put you up on the
It's the dank season for ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's chronic fuck the reason It be pleasin' man it's dank season
4-Tay, what's up with these foo's Actin' like ho's when these know the rules So I'm about to flow, an' let these know the Y, the B, the G, it ain't easy being me, so
Break down the dank, roll it up with the me a lighter so I can cure my sickness How many hits it take to make you stop? How many tapes does it take to make you
Go ahead an' tell me 'cause I really know ind-e-o with my nigga Rappin' 4 Never beat around the bush I'm straight to the point every meal I fire up a dank joint
Gettin' high as a bird, a bald eagle Man I can't wait until make dank legal That'll be the day probably be the end Loungin' in the Mo smokin' dank gin
Kinda like a rocker but I live in the I got you hangin' on so you not let go Have a seat, what cha see, dank in cup Gain your composure while a nigga up
I smoke dank to the point that I'm lazy day I smoke a half a quarter, can't faze me You who I am, so go ahead and jam Fire up the while you let the tape slam, damn
I feel hella for some reason Got a nigga in season all the way to the bay Ragtop with my homie Frankie J
a nigga up when he heard a nigga flow Anotha platinum hit with the nigga 4 And oh, you know, I coulda told ya You ain't got five on the dank I hold ya Ran out of Zags, get some from the corner store the Gaffla, nineteen ninety Rappin' 4
It's the dank season for ninety four the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason It must be pleasin' man it's dank
It's the dank season for ninety four Seff the Gaffla and 4, yo Everybody's chronic fuck the reason It must be pleasin' man dank season
Break a, a twenty sack down to two joints And fuck all that other shit niggas gettin' to the Pass me a so I can empty the sack I feel the bass in the back, if you can hang get the
'Cause niggas twistin' more just your average dank smoker Me an' my homies we this shit we gets ova An everyday routine if you fakin' your paper Call up my nigga 'cause he clockin' on pager
Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I can't the brown leaf Nothin' does it better that potent ass indo weed Keepin' my plus this douja's got me coughin'
And if one of these niggas pass the blunt I might go off An' snatch it up an' smash it up an' it till it's outta there You say you spent twenty but ask me if I care Now I got the munchies, need some cookin' my boo But she's out with her potters in the cut smokin' dank too
Seems that everybody's plenty marijuana But don't let be the reason you're caught up in some drama From slippin' and trippin' this lip you're stuck Sucka Free City know what's up, what's up
It's the dank for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be pleasin' man it's season
the dank season for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo smokin' chronic fuck the reason It must be pleasin' man dank season
Now pass that muthafucka up on the left side, man what's up G? What's up You know I'm just chokin' smokin' same old thing Ain't nothing
Yeah, I'ma this one out to all the dank smokers out there It's all good boy It's the dank And let the be the muthafuckin' reason We up out muthafucka for 1994 Me and Seff the Gaffla, like that G we are That's And forget, it's the dank season