I take hits, it through the Chamber, I hold it in, My are in Danger, It tastes good, I deny the Flavor, But to the buds, We no Stranger, Check the chamber it's Cloudy, I flavor don't ever Doubt me, Humbolt County to Cali, Pass the mic Johnny Richter to Rally,
First time as a young rap fiend, Stealin' tapes from Plus was the place of the scene,
I know what happened so I peeped in the window, I seen sittin' with a bunch of po-po's,
Yo ???? system how the fuck they found 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,
my bike in the trunk, fuckin' scratchin' my frame, Defaced my serial number, and they fuckin' my brain,
Just two blocks to go as I to the bud hut, My boy's locked up, I'm what the fuck?!
I said don't worry Loc I got the money stashed, And I'm, always in a He can be here fast,
In a flash like jack I from the bud hut, To Richter's bus with the stuffed,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The 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, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
Three later Richter's out on leave, You know D-Loc picked me up with some ass weed, Indeed we high, Red-eyed the vibes, in the back, Plenty for the phillies, Head to Bobby B's the purple lookin' pretty, I'm shot gun hot boxin' through the city, I'm feelin' shitty, witty got me greedy, a pity, I'm feelin' fine to incline, Elevation of the herb is elevation of mind, Well rewind, damn a dope ass track, Well turn that shit up, hold up let me get my sack, Hey yo where's the glass, speed up gettin' passed, I stepped on the gas the wheel, I dropped my smoke, well Loc, burnin' a hole, and my tire bout to blow, I see a UFO, your me, Noooooo!
We Do We Do, Plant Our 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 Round And It Goes, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
This bud's the bomb knock you out your socks, Put your shwag back in the bag and that we forgot, From the grounds to the hydroponic dock, Seasons don't 'cause our bud come in flocks, Load up the zong I'm to pack a few rounds, I looked at D-Loc and I him a pound, You got no time for stress and no 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 stop when we're searching for the green, Because the is the cream and the cream make ya gleam, You all up in our scene tryin' to us your shwag, smokin' on the chronic that you wished you had, I pass to X Dad in the lab,
We Do We Do, Plant Our In The Ground, Saturate The Sound The World Goes Around, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode, Round And 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, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The World Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And And Round It Goes, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode.