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