I take hits, Pull it 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 hella Cloudy, I smoke flavor don't ever me, County to Southern Cali, Pass the mic Richter bout to Rally,
First time busted as a rap fiend, Stealin' tapes 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 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, it's with my high,
Threw my bike in the trunk, scratchin' my frame, Defaced my serial number, and fuckin' with my brain,
Just two blocks to go as I to the bud hut, My boy's up, I'm like what the fuck?!
I said don't worry Loc I got the money stashed, And I'm, always in a hurry He can be fast,
In a flash like I jump from the bud hut, To bus with the engine stuffed,
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, Round And It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
Three days later 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, to Bobby B's where the purple lookin' pretty, I'm shot gun hot boxin' through the city, I'm shitty, nitty witty got me greedy, It's a pity, I'm fine to incline, of the herb is elevation of your mind, Well rewind, damn a dope ass track, Well then turn shit 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, 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 While The Goes Around, Drop A Bomb On The And Watch It Explode, And Round It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
bud's the bomb knock you dead out your socks, Put your shwag back in the bag and pretend we forgot, From the mossy to the hydroponic dock, Seasons matter 'cause our bud come in flocks, Load up the zong I'm about to a few rounds, I at D-Loc and I gave 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 hits then passed, D-Loc on his ass, You fuckin' with the rolo, to last, Permission don't stop when searching for the green, Because the green is the cream and the make ya gleam, You all up in our tryin' to pack us your shwag, While smokin' on the chronic you wished you had, I to X Dad in the marijuana lab,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds In The Ground, Saturate The Sound While The Goes Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, Round And It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And Round And It Goes, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds 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, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode.