LXST CXNTURY

Quick to bust a cap, that means a ****'s quick to die

That's if I can't get weed, boy, that's if I can't get high

If I see a fellow friend, if I see you chiefin' hay

If I can't get what you got, then I'ma blow your ass away

Quick to bust a cap, that means a ****'s quick to die

That's if I can't get weed, boy, that's if I can't get high

If I see a fellow friend, if I see you chiefin' hay

If I can't get what you got, then I'ma blow your ass away

If it's just a little wood, but not a bag, I buy a TEC

'Cause I can make that little wood put your stupid ass in check

I'm fiendin' for that dope, them chill buns got me chilly

A shotgun through my nose, I suppose, will have me actin' silly

Bud on my mind, mane, bud gets me crazy

As I inhale the smoke, I just go into a daze, G

Gangsta Gold, chiefin' hay, nine-mili on the side, gettin' buck

Smoked out, keep us high as a motherfucker, as she blaze a blunt up

Creepin' through the cut, with a yalk, try to make a stang

See we is on that dizzope, so we can't do a damn thing

Saw my **** in the Click, walkin' down Shady Vista Street

We tried to make a move, but my **** double G can't feel her feet

We gotta keep that high, as we smoke another junt or two

'Cause if you try to blow it, trick, I'ma have to serve you

Paranoid, can't you tell? Inked out is what I mean

Chiefin' hay got us fucked up, 'cause we smoked out on the scene

Glock tight, smoked out, Glock tight, smoked out

Glock tight, smoked out, smoked out on the scene

Glock tight, smoked out, Glock tight, smoked out

Glock tight, smoked out, smoked out on the scene

Glock tight, smoked out, Glock tight, smoked out

Glock tight, smoked out, smoked out on the scene

Glock tight, smoked out, Glock tight, smoked out

Glock tight, smoked out, smoked out on the scene