I take hits, Pull it the Chamber, I it in, My lungs are in Danger, It tastes good, I can't the Flavor, But to the buds, We no Stranger, the chamber it's hella Cloudy, I smoke don't ever Doubt me, County to Southern Cali, Pass the mic Richter bout to Rally,
First busted as a young rap fiend, Stealin' tapes Music 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? gettin' deep, it's fuckin' with my high,
Threw my bike in the trunk, scratchin' my frame, my serial 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 Loc I got the money buried stashed, And I'm, in a hurry He can be here fast,
In a flash like jack I jump 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 Bomb On The Planet And It Explode, And Round It Goes, And Pounds And We Smoke, And And Round 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 some ass weed, Indeed we 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 feelin' shitty, nitty got me greedy, It's a pity, I'm fine to incline, of the herb is elevation of your mind, Well rewind, damn that's a ass track, Well turn that shit up, hold up let me get my sack, Hey yo where's the glass, speed up we're 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, kidding 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, Drop A Bomb On The Planet And It Explode,
bud's the bomb knock you dead out your socks, Put your shwag in the bag and pretend that we forgot, the mossy 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 at D-Loc and I gave 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 hits passed, D-Loc fell on his ass, You fuckin' with the rolo, to last, Permission don't when we're searching for the green, Because the green is the and the cream make ya gleam, You all up in our scene tryin' to us your shwag, While smokin' on the 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 While The Goes Around, Drop A On The Planet And Watch It Explode, And Round It Goes, And And Pounds We Smoke, And And Round It Goes, A Bomb On The Planet And Watch It Explode,
We Do We Do, Our Seeds 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, Drop A Bomb On The And Watch It Explode.