Man, I gotta stop smoking this 'Cause that gon' straight I stop and I won't stop, ha, ha, ha, ha Damn, yeah, blueberries
microphones is mines, I seen you scopin' I'm hopin' that you step so I can your chest open This is how I am, is my mentally Don't try to battle me, I fatalities
And this is how it is the microphone put to torture MC's done tried to but I caught ya I'm a sorcerer, magical with rhymes I'm one of a kind, my lines too inclined for your
And that's the way it is, you see me so don't even try I wonder why MC's done tried to in and they died Now I be that MC, you see that Lyricist that MC's backs
Matter of a fact ain't the way you should do it is how it is in showbiz I know this MC even get close Cause I rock shit the west to the east coast
Why they fuck with my smoke? Why wanna fuck with my smoke? tell me, why they wanna fuck?
Now I'm rollin' in the lane tryin' to find the right lane I'm spittin' game like big pimpin' is my I need a flame, so I can get shit lit Its dogg, I'm bout to drop me a hit
I got my nigga kingpin to the right And we plan on smoking all And when we through my nigga named priest gon' increase the Blaze up sack, get your kakies creased
'Cause it's on and poppin', no stopping Snoop is on the mic I'm lyrically Poppin' just like a motherfuckin' Don't talk shit cause your best to your back
Because umm, why you sleepin' we And um, we got a fat sack of blueberries, scary My jerry told me one day He said snoop when you the top will you please blaze a J
For me and my J D O G, who's in the penitentiary but see Its cool to me cause I'ma swing it on bring it on Got another fat sack so up the ozone It on like that we no joke
So motherfuckin' off or jack off for my smoke, smoke, smoke
Why they wanna with my smoke? tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke? They say no to dope and ugh to But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga
Why they wanna fuck my smoke? Somebody tell me why wanna fuck with my smoke? say no to dope and ugh to drugs But motherfuck I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga
stay open, under water hydro Orange and chronic out the side door soprano, sugar Buddha the pimp Been had hoe's, havin' chips
Spit out gangsta shit haa chooo In a ride, ahh with teezy with red haa Tha relatives, how gangsta is Half my life blowin' do do wit a in my lap
Just out the ills and its hurtin' niggaz Kickin' niggaz door and searchin' niggaz In the fence for a week and its perkin' You niggaz ain't some gangstaz you working niggaz
no mo silent niggaz My prediction, 2004 theres gon' be hoes and niggaz Or peepin' out the barrel of a 40 Hood on hood crime, killing homies
[Unverified] to Harlem, flippin' we ballin' Ain't nuttin' better than young gangsta and ballin' outta mind, probably be the high some more Master money for the law
I'm from the 619, home of the corca Mystica with pistolas and purple morta Americas finest me north of tha border Please, no seeds, break cost an awful lot
flag on a borca, slide in croca's Splitters or the swishers, twisters, sport cars This for big tony, homey in the Inglewood to tango, the bleeka
Why they wanna fuck with my Somebody tell me why they wanna fuck with my say no to dope and ugh to drugs But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga
Why they wanna fuck with my tell me why they wanna fuck with my smoke? They say no to dope and ugh to But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga
Why they fuck with my smoke? Somebody tell me why wanna fuck with my smoke? They say no to and ugh to drugs But that I'm a motherfuckin' thug nigga