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Aiyyo we to a party to go see what's happening
Smoking a lot in the car on some rappen
Start to we be up on our way
Finish up the blunt, somebody pass me tray

Get on the freeway yo it's dark
I guess it always up by the night
Letting all kinds of speed cars
Just so they can harass our ass

Police pulling us over for no
Searching the car, like nigga hunting season
Yeah, around about where's the pound
Where's the gun? Are niggaz on the run?

You got warrants? Y'all ready for some informin'?
That's how they be cracking, it like they be actin'
Except it's real life, they rushing up your residence
Searching your crib, they can't no evidence

The day Mr. Buddha had this plan
Kick brands after man so our whole can expand
all wanted me to drive the getaway car
I was like it, 'cuz I ain't got no dough anyway

The strange plant brought in my garage
They get large, they gather the entourage
My niggaz hit the bank then broke the hell out
So much you couldn't even get that smell out

I got laced with thirty G's to 'em freeze
Plus a nigga so far goes on a breeze
Police about where's the dead president
I said, "Fuck y'all, niggaz got no evidence"