Cock my Beanie like Anna B C, g'wan Release the beast, G heat, creeps beneath me Like the over fiend ET with VD Feasibly he see beyond 3-D We the glitch
they drink forties with they shorties, telling war stories some rebel, and some give a glory, and fame is like a game in the streets (wassup g) players
captain Hoe play now did somebody page Samson I stay cheefin' higha than a hooker on the weekends Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin Now Lester called me a
help you release stress, stress Cause I'm a smoker, I'm a smoker, you a smoker, you a smoker Put it all together, go all-in like poker And no I don't
Raw cook up, Got the Hook-Up like Master P F.G., we don't talk, nigga, fast to squeeze Walk up and let a hundred shots crash ya V The first to pull out
of 20, 000 fiends Everytime a nigga wanna try and turn a profit Folks rush in, 3 letters try and stop it F-B-I-R-S-D-E-A (FBI, IRS, DEA) One letter short
on the strip, you make a sale You faggot ass nigga, you scared to break a nail When nowadays, all this weight that I'm movin' can break a scale I'm the
back For violence I fiend, I move with a team (?) crack Go loco for rojo, I put that mozzle to ya back And take you on a walk ya won't come back from
hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss? Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a
than a traffic jam) That's tight (Coochie like drugs, I'm a thousand grams) (Got fiends from New York to the islands) Damn Had a bitch that wanted me
a jar of that {??} [Chorus - Snoop singing w/ help] Girl yo' shit's the chronic (chronic chronic) {*shit's the chronic baby*} Like a strawberry bag of weed {*like
see a G from your clique? Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?) Last night's dice game got my win on About a G and a half is what I come with
t got a clue bitch, tie ya shoe bitch Get the fuck back, 'fore we break a f... listen Tryin to tell y'all niggaz, give you a fair warnin Just a chance
to act like a killer, so they can kill you Yo Sedeck, do me a favor yo Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage To just move back a little cuz it's
who used to sell bang (uh-huh) DT's found his hand in the back of Bennigans (uh-huh) In a plastic bag with a note attached (mmhmm) A million and a half
Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch
when you see me get the fuck on Dope fiend ass nigga, tryna to get a free check Talkin' that shit, but you's a motherfuckin' bitch So when you see a nigga