Smokin Green

My nigga big bos gon hit this sweet Kane and abel (what's up) gon hit the muthaf**kin sweet (what's up mo b? ) Skull dugrey (kl) said pa*s that muthaf**ka right here (craig b) I'm a smoke some of this For all my niggaz dat's dead and gone and ain't here (time for us tru niggaz to get y'all niggaz high) Smoke somethin (silkk in this bitch, c-murder) For all them niggaz in the projects that's tryin to come up (and you know me, master p, pervin on that muthaf**kin swisha sweet) Mr serv-on gon hit this sweet (swisha sweet) Somebody done (that muthaf**kin green chronic) (nigga that's how we smoke it down here) Put big pokey on that muthaf**kin... on that dank (dank, doja) got him hooked on chronic (we don't f**k with that brown weed) big v said (brown weed's for s*ckas, nigga) pa*s him the sweet And then give it to big mann (and we serve cluckas) (so it's time to jump in yo muthaf**kin ride and get it smoked up) Don't pa*s it, nigga, to big ed cause you know he'll mug you (I want the windows to be foggy) (and tell ya partna nigga, pa*s that muthaf**ka, go like this here) Chorus: 1, 2, 3 niggaz blowin dank in my cadillac 4, 5 niggaz smokin weed in my cadillac 6, 7 niggaz blowin dank in my cadillac 8, 9 niggaz blowin weed in my cadillac 10, 11 niggaz gettin high in my cadillac 12, 13 niggaz won't fit in my cadillac Gettin high in my cadillac Niggaz smokin sweets in the cadilla Uunngghh! [verse i] Tru niggaz keep roaches in the ashtray (ashtray) And smoke mo chronic than that nigga diggity dr. dre Ask cube, cause today is a good day (good day) And I been blowin that green all f**kin day And these hoes on my nuts, cause I got that weed Keep em 2 for 5, niggaz I got it 4 for 3 Holla at yo boy, if you wanna get high I keep that green when I'm rollin in my dope ride Lickin on that sweet, split it with your fingernail Dump the tobacco out, pa*s the green dank that's real Turn up the ba*s on the 18s Roll up the window cause a nigga can't lose no swisha sweet Smoke, and let my niggaz choke, And if you can't handle that dank, get your a*s out my car bro We been smokin since '83, '97 silkk told y'all hoes, none of y'all bitches ride for free [verse ii] You got twenty let's go half on a 40, Stop the lac at motel 6, it's time to get retarded Bitch ask me for a shotgun, I'm bout that 20 minutes, that same ho on her back Talkin bout, she high as a kigitty-kite But we been f**kin and smokin dank all f**kin night Made it home mama smellin on a nigga shirt Say it smell like chronic, I mean that green dirt Got a nigga fiendin, flippin to lunch I mean you know that dank (oooowheeee!) have you with the munch Damn nigga, but it's all good After today I do that same shit, knock on wood My red eyes need visine, I got mine If y'all niggaz still smokin, fool press rewind (rewind noises) Chorus Verse i [mo b. d**k] Let's go half on a 40 sack Roll up some swishas, (I told y'all niggaz I was gon get y'all high) For some pull on that Cause it's time to get high (cause that's how tru niggaz ride) That's how tru niggaz ride (no limit soldiers) Repeat Smokin weed, makes me feel fine Lord I got the chronic on my mind (repeat) [master p] Playaz get high, let's get smoked nigga, damn One of y'all niggaz gon pay For my seats, y'all done burned up my muthaf**kin seats!