Smoking hydro, feeling fine, slow on wine, wine, yeah, ghetto wine Hydro, yeah, should of been told ya, living soliders, wino So come and the spliff dawg and it better be that hydro
(Monoxide Child) Now all people wanna smoke some weed with Twiztid And see if we really smoke that's all that's From bubblegum to skunk, 1 to 5 I smoked a little bit of some shit they called the beehive I been to Europe and Amsterdam cry Cause me and Madrox straight them hoes dry I'm like fuck Cheech, he don't even hit the And I've did 30 days from drinking cleanall Tommy Chong I shot a with the guy from Halfbaked He smoke, but he was funny So I guess he's only fake So those seeds out your weed I'm not smoking that shit that about to roll up To me, don't even look And I ain't choking of stems and seeds And why does say they smoke more weed than me? not a race it ain't no contest Winner roll the up Think about that and the treat up
(Chorus) From the chronic to the green ass weed with no To the boogie that'll make a lungs bleed Smoke down in the car cant everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping this like we don't Dirty piss again I'm in the system and I just cant win
(Layzie Bone) gonna get ya Twiztid's spliff is the mission What we is that chronic weed Quickly to split your you tripping coughing, laughing long Better go around and get you Roll it in a blunt, or we could rip it from a It's the potent can keep me up And help me keep my rhyme in I'm in this hocus pocus like there's magic in every It's magic to the man to it if you can If you put in on the weed, you ain't smoking, understand? I gives a damn about a sober rudey lovers love to play Store the weed you got on stage and makes sure its the haze No in holding back, gonna spend the extra money Split the philly up the middle, go on and lace it that honey So we can burn So we preserve you know we love to blow smoking on that hydro
(Chorus) From the chronic to the green ass with no seeds To the boogie that'll make a motherfuckers lungs Smoke down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air bumping like we don't care Dirty piss again I'm in the system and I just cant win
(Jamie Madrox) One puff and it blows ya head off, puff you're set off The third, shit on your chest ya wanna let off Pass the joint, the point of being tore down I'm so that my heartbeats starting to slow down are roach clips for gormet smoking Smashed up glass pieces my whole face open I'm zoning and I don't a thing I probably recall a single things that's happening My medicine is sold by the man and halves, and big boys and Q.P's that come with fat price tags How much are ya spending? it takes to get Rid of these headaches and make no mistakes I come with for the green, an even exchange No for a bag of brown backyard boogie I get so that you would have to rip me out of the sky For the feeling the real green provides
(Chorus) the chronic to the green ass weed with no seeds To the that'll make a motherfuckers lungs bleed down in the car cant breathe everybody wanna smoke with me To the dawgs with the pre-rolled blunts in the air this like we don't care Dirty piss violated I'm in the system and I just cant win