I hits, Pull it through the Chamber, I hold it in, My are in Danger, It good, I can't deny the Flavor, But to the buds, We no Stranger, Check the chamber it's Cloudy, I smoke don't ever Doubt me, Humbolt to Southern Cali, Pass the mic Johnny Richter to Rally,
time busted as a young rap fiend, Stealin' from Music Plus was the place of the scene,
I didn't know happened so I peeped in the window, I seen Richter with a bunch of po-po's,
Yo ???? system wonder how the fuck they me, No on my way to the county,
Now Richter gonna do with no smokes for the ride? Shit's gettin' deep, it's fuckin' my high,
Threw my bike in the trunk, fuckin' my frame, Defaced my serial number, and they with my brain,
Just two to go as I skate to the bud hut, My boy's locked up, I'm like the fuck?!
I said worry Loc I got the money buried stashed, And I'm, always in a He can be here fast,
In a flash like I jump from the bud hut, To Richter's bus the engine stuffed,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around, Drop A Bomb On The And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,
days later Richter's out on leave, You D-Loc picked me up with some bomb ass weed, Indeed we high, feel the vibes, in the back, Plenty for the phillies, to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty, I'm sittin' shot gun hot through the city, I'm feelin' shitty, witty got me greedy, It's a pity, I'm feelin' to incline, of the herb is elevation of your mind, Well rewind, damn that's a ass track, Well then turn that up, hold up let me get my sack, Hey yo the glass, speed up we're gettin' passed, I on the gas hold the wheel, I dropped my smoke, well Loc, It's burnin' a hole, and my bout to blow, I see a UFO, your me, Noooooo!
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The World Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, And Round It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
This bud's the bomb knock you dead out socks, Put shwag back in the bag and pretend that we forgot, From the mossy grounds to the dock, Seasons don't matter 'cause our bud in flocks, Load up the zong I'm to pack a few rounds, I looked at and I gave him a pound, You got no time for stress and no in the pipe, hits glass, ?? tight, You like, I like, it right, Took some hits then passed, D-Loc on his ass, You with the rolo, reverse to last, Permission don't when we're searching for the green, Because the green is the cream and the cream ya gleam, You all up in our scene tryin' to pack us shwag, smokin' on the chronic that you wished you had, I pass to X Dad in the lab,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode, And Round It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And And Round It Goes, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The Goes Around, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode, And Round It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, Drop A Bomb On The And Watch It Explode.