Cheech & Chong
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Sacrifices I done made... people will never know
That's why I'm stamped and I go places, people a never go
Say it's up and I'm on go
It's on the flo nigga
Shawty ain't a stripper but bet she can work a pole nigga
Back seat fulla drums, get these bucks like po nigga
Breakin niggas down for disrespecting, that's a broke nigga
Just in case a nigga think he cold I gotta Colt nigga
And I'll give it to you off my back, that's fasho nigga
I think most these niggas striaght up fakers, jst be good frauds
Distractions in my way but I got handle, they get shook hard
Every time I get my point across, ima good guard
Got them bitches screaming, Hollauah, Amen, Good God
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
If I let down my window then you might see a carbine
Niggas Vermen, they be bugggin, we gon put them pest aside
Leave em stretched out in the field like he bout to exercise
Yea you got the right brother, I'm the first to let it fly
The one that's always really wit the shit, nigga I'll be em
Breaking bones, gon need no than milk I let this cal see em
Have niggas running through ya crib like ya got a thot sister
Hellraiser, my pen over heads, ima block twister
Yea I'm running this bitch, look how I cruised up
Had to slow shit down for them niggas, it got em screwed up
Gotta clip for you and ya team, come get these group cuts
All they do is beef in the Stu, you niggas souped up
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Sacrifices I done made... people will never know
That's why I'm stamped and I go places, people a never go
Say it's up and I'm on go
It's on the flo nigga
Shawty ain't a stripper but bet she can work a pole nigga
Back seat fulla drums, get these bucks like po nigga
Breakin niggas down for disrespecting, that's a broke nigga
Just in case a nigga think he cold I gotta Colt nigga
And I'll give it to you off my back, that's fasho nigga
I think most these niggas striaght up fakers, jst be good frauds
Distractions in my way but I got handle, they get shook hard
Every time I get my point across, ima good guard
Got them bitches screaming, Hollauah, Amen, Good God
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
Top down blowing strong
You know that's what we on
Play wit me, it's up in smoke
I'm Treatin shit like cheech & Chong
Stay on point, I'm in my zone
Niggas better leave lone
Light a nigga up wit a finger, homicide phoning home
If I let down my window then you might see a carbine
Niggas Vermen, they be bugggin, we gon put them pest aside
Leave em stretched out in the field like he bout to exercise
Yea you got the right brother, I'm the first to let it fly
The one that's always really wit the shit, nigga I'll be em
Breaking bones, gon need no than milk I let this cal see em
Have niggas running through ya crib like ya got a thot sister
Hellraiser, my pen over heads, ima block twister
Yea I'm running this bitch, look how I cruised up
Had to slow shit down for them niggas, it got em screwed up
Gotta clip for you and ya team, come get these group cuts
All they do is beef in the Stu, you niggas souped up
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Writer(s): Maurice Taylor
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