I take hits, Pull it the Chamber, I it in, My lungs are in Danger, It tastes good, I deny the Flavor, But to the buds, We no Stranger, Check the chamber it's Cloudy, I smoke flavor ever Doubt me, County to Southern Cali, Pass the mic Richter bout to Rally,
First time busted as a rap fiend, tapes from Music Plus was the place of the scene,
I didn't know what so I peeped in the window, I seen Richter sittin' a bunch of po-po's,
Yo ???? wonder how the fuck they found me, No on my way to the county,
Now what's Richter gonna do with no smokes for the Shit's gettin' deep, fuckin' with my high,
my bike in the trunk, fuckin' scratchin' my frame, Defaced my number, and they fuckin' with my brain,
Just two to go as I skate to the bud hut, My boy's up, I'm like what the fuck?!
I said don't worry Loc I got the buried stashed, And I'm, always in a He can be here fast,
In a like jack I jump from the bud hut, To Richter's bus the engine stuffed,
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And And Round It Goes, Drop A Bomb On The And Watch It Explode,
Three later Richter's out on leave, You know D-Loc picked me up with bomb ass weed, we stay high, Red-eyed the vibes, in the back, Plenty for the phillies, Head to Bobby B's where the purple pretty, I'm sittin' shot gun hot boxin' the city, I'm feelin' shitty, witty got me greedy, It's a pity, I'm fine to incline, of the herb is elevation of your mind, Well rewind, that's a dope ass track, Well then turn shit up, hold up let me get my sack, Hey yo where's the glass, up we're gettin' passed, I on the gas hold the wheel, I my smoke, well goddammit Loc, It's burnin' a hole, and my bout to blow, I see a UFO, your me, Noooooo!
We Do We Do, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And And Round It Goes, Drop A 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 grounds to the hydroponic dock, Seasons don't matter our bud come in flocks, Load up the I'm about to pack a few rounds, I looked at D-Loc and I him a pound, You got no time for and no chronic in the pipe, Classic glass, ?? tight, You like, I like, it right, Took some then passed, D-Loc fell on his ass, You with the rolo, reverse to last, Permission don't stop when we're for the green, Because the green is the cream and the cream ya gleam, You all up in our scene tryin' to us your shwag, While smokin' on the chronic you wished you had, I to X Dad in the marijuana lab,
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The Goes Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, And Round It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The While The World Goes Around, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode.