It's the dank season for nineteen ninety the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' fuck the reason It must be pleasin' man it's dank
It's the dank season for nineteen four the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason It must be pleasin' man it's season
For 1994, Tay is in muthafucka An' I could never be a stupid ass sucka Busta, it runs in the Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, takin' em a vet from the bay, G
the Gaffla that's my nigga were persuin' this Giggalo, giggalo G, boy you're 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 probably just you one, probably just smoked you one Callin' up the play the ho for another one Late night in the projects, O.C. My in the dark an' were way past OD Just my money, feelin' good and I'm cheesin' hook you up or put you up on the season
It's the dank season for ninety four the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be pleasin' man it's season
4-Tay, what's up with these foo's Actin' ho's when these niggas know the rules So I'm about to flow, an' let these niggas About the Y, the B, the G, it easy being me, so
Break down the dank, roll it up the quickness me a lighter so I can cure my sickness How many does it take to make you stop? How many tapes it take to make you pop?
Go ahead an' tell me 'cause I wanna know Smokin' ind-e-o with my Rappin' 4 beat around the bush I'm gettin' straight to the point After every meal I fire up a dank
Gettin' high as a bird, a head eagle Man I wait until they make dank legal That'll be the day that'll be the end Loungin' in the Mo dank drinkin' gin
like a rocker but I live in the ghetto I got you on so you better not let go Have a seat, what cha see, in your cup Gain your composure while a nigga up
I smoke dank daily to the point I'm lazy Every day I smoke a half a quarter, can't me You know who I am, so go and jam Fire up the while you let the tape slam, damn
I feel hella good for reason Got a cheesin' in season all the way to the bay Ragtop Productions with my homie J
Hooked a nigga up when he a nigga flow Anotha hit with the nigga Rappin' 4 And oh, you didn't know, I coulda ya You got five on the dank that I hold ya Ran out of Zags, get some from the corner store Seff the Gaffla, nineteen ninety 4
It's the dank season for nineteen four the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason It must be man it's dank season
It's the season for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be pleasin' man it's dank
a, break a twenty sack down to two joints And fuck all that shit niggas gettin' to the point Pass me a baggie so I can the sack I feel the bass in the back, if you can hang get the
'Cause niggas more than just your average dank smoker Me an' my homies we blaze this we gets ova An everyday if you fakin' with your paper Call up my nigga he clockin' on this pager
Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I fade the brown leaf Nothin' does it better than that ass indo weed Keepin' my composure this douja's got me coughin'
And if one of these niggas don't 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 cookin' from my boo But she's out with her they in the cut smokin' dank too
Seems that everybody's smokin' marijuana But don't let that be the reason 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 season for ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' fuck the reason It must be pleasin' man dank season
It's the dank for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic fuck the It must be man it's dank season
Now pass that up on the left hand side, man what's up G? What's up You I'm still just chokin' smokin' same old thing Ain't nothing
Yeah, I'ma send this one out to all the dank out there all good baby boy It's the dank And let the chronic be the muthafuckin' We up out this muthafucka for Me and Seff the Gaffla, it's like G we are That's And don't forget, it's the dank