It's a long day It's like movin' all this Got Xzibit up tight, Partner came through with two boys (Dude) Talkin' bout a hot spot Where bitches come alone and don't cock block Let the top And we out, hit the store Give me O.E. And blunts no, make it four Anything else? (Vitamin C and orange juice) are you drinking, Gin? (Nah dude, it's the shroomz) The Yeah, some other shit One of the reasons why George Clinton the mothership How it make you get? Fucked up? Throwing up guts? Or do it you stuck with soft dick and can't fuck? Hold up
Now chew 'em up and slam the orange C chase, kill the taste You can tell it's nasty by the on my face Don't get it like a nigga coked up And druggied down, see Cannabis and Be from the ground, all natural it at the club, looking funny-style Tight slack, pimp hat, where the bitches at? Yeah we giving at the bar holding money all of a sudden all the people started looking funny And lookin' runny and liquify Right my very eye This a different of high
(Oh shit, you see shit These is melting and shit)
Niggas and bitches by that I recognize hypnotized Pupils dialated, size That's when I heard the cries from across the room Set these crooked straight Crew, activate Form of, a bunch of niggas mashing you Came crashing and right hooks for you We got out by this time my shit is blown out Pull the phone out acceleration and we out In the zone out beyond Captain Kurk and that I'm on be high powered like a Yukon Back to my house, up, tryna see straight How much of that bullshit did I take? (Two grams dude) God damn, no wonder why I feel a underneath Told the boy "Faggot, we got beef." Over did it Niggas playin' bones in the living Restless, tryna find to mess with my keys at? Pickin' up clothes, to fold the shit See my riot on the wall, better unload the shit Fucked up niggas and firearms don't mix Cocked back the chamber, dumping 'til it felt light Thought I dumped all, counted to seven But it was eight, I'm point the barrel at the floor, let it go