It's the season for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's chronic fuck 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 smokin' chronic the reason It must be man it's dank season
For 1994, Tay is in this An' I could never be a stupid ass sucka Busta, it runs in the Shakin' 'em, breakin' em, em like a vet from the bay, G
Seff the Gaffla my nigga were persuin' this Giggalo, giggalo G, boy you're this, beat So let me kick a verse about that called chronic Don't try to play it stupid 'cause I you up on it
You probably just rolled you one, just smoked you one Callin' up the play the ho for another one night hustlin' in the projects, O.C. My in the dark an' were way past OD Just flipped my money, feelin' and I'm cheesin' Seff'll 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 the reason It must be pleasin' man it's season
4-Tay, what's up with these foo's Actin' like ho's when niggas know the rules So I'm about to flow, an' let niggas 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 does it take to make you stop? How many does it take to make you pop?
Go ahead an' tell me I really wanna know ind-e-o with my nigga Rappin' 4 Never beat the bush I'm gettin' straight to the point After every meal I fire up a dank
Gettin' high as a bird, a bald eagle Man I wait until they make dank legal be the day that'll probably be the end Loungin' in the Mo dank drinkin' gin
Kinda like a rocker but I in the ghetto I got you on so you better not let go a seat, what cha see, dank in your cup Gain composure while a nigga fire up
I smoke daily to the point that I'm lazy Every day I smoke a half a quarter, faze me You know who I am, so go and jam Fire up the dank while you let the tape slam,
I feel good for some reason Got a nigga Indo's in 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 told ya You ain't got on the dank that I hold ya Ran out of Zags, get more from the corner store Seff the Gaffla, nineteen Rappin' 4
It's the season for nineteen ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason It be pleasin' man it's dank season
It's the season for nineteen ninety four the Gaffla and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's chronic fuck the reason It must be man it's dank season
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 the bass in the back, if you can hang get the contact
'Cause niggas twistin' more than your average dank smoker Me an' my homies we blaze shit we gets ova An routine if you fakin' with your paper Call up my nigga 'cause he clockin' on pager
Sticky, sticky green, oh no, I fade the brown leaf does it better than that potent ass indo weed Keepin' my composure this douja's got me coughin'
And if one of these don't pass 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 twenty but ask me if I care Now I got the munchies, some cookin' from my boo But she's out with her potters in the cut smokin' dank too
Seems that everybody's smokin' marijuana But don't let that be the reason you're caught up in some From and trippin' this lip until you're stuck Sucka Free niggas know what's up, what's up
It's the dank for nineteen ninety four Seff the Gaffla and 4, yo Everybody's smokin' fuck the reason It must be man it's dank season
It's the dank season for ninety four Seff the and Rappin' 4, yo Everybody's smokin' chronic the reason It must be pleasin' man dank season
Now pass that up on the left hand 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 send this one out to all the dank out there all good baby boy It's the dank And let the be the muthafuckin' reason We up out muthafucka for 1994 Me and the Gaffla, it's like that G we are That's And don't forget, it's the season