Smoke On

Chronic hocus Pocus
Indo chocolate thai
Backyard boogie stress
Pretendo the dizz-ank
So whatchu want me to do?

Smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on
Smoke, smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on

Ya see way back in the days when was on
I'd wake up in the mornin' just
To get my come up on it was me and my cousin
Sleepin' in the same bed
Smokin' on the same bud
Givin' up that family love
And it wun't no muthafuckin' thang
To push a lil' caine on
The side while I gangbanged
That's what my hustle was about
It was 17 niggas in a lil' ass house
Destined, questin' to be on top
We was broke as a muthafucka out to plot
Not, knowin', what's finna pop
I'm sellin' tapes and cavy on the dope spot
Whatever it takes to get it laid
Cause I don't like to
Dream about gettin' paid
So I guess you could say I'm blessed
So hold a toast to my success
Lets get our smoke on

Smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on
Smoke, smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on

Another day, another dollar for the S
I guess I'm blessed
Since I'm young and black
Wit' success it's stress
To a nigga mind sometime, but then again
I think of all the homies
Stretched in the pen
Doin' time just to get on swole
I ain't forgot about you niggas
Shit I'm still on parole
But uh, in the meantime I watch yo' back
Send you some snaps and give
Ya woman a dope sack
And when ya finally get out the do'
Put yo' mind on yo' money
And know whatchu out fo'
Check yo' game and put yo' law down ya see
Real niggas stay up while
Punk niggas fall down
It's only right for me to tell you dis
Buy game when it's sold
But I ain't tryna sell you dis
A lil' somethin' from the muthafuckin' Dogg
I'm bought up and caught up
Back to the chronic smog

Smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on
Smoke, smoke, smoke on smoke on, smoke on