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You smokes with me

The blowing
The blowing
The blowing
The chronic's blowing (It my mind)

1 - Snoop Dogg]
Blowing chronic to me, it's a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit and listen to me
go against me fool, go wit me
We could blow it all together like Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got in common
They could search a nigga, but never finding my bomb and
I got the stash, spot, my got
Lot of motherfuckas pulling, police
I'm not The One nigga you could me The Two
Bob Marley reincarnated, dialated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated many
You suprised how I it, huh?
You it, huh, but you know, I ain't even trippin
I'm spliting Swisha up, plotting on the come up
I'm living my life, and never my gun up
my drink, and I'ma smoke that blunt

[Verse 2 - Snoop
The greener the tree, the the bud
The strength of the branch, will tell you how it was
I'm - buzzing high, sliding,
Gotcha listening to and now you feel like you crippin
It's all to the good, the dash is
You got some hoes in ya truck and now ya ready to
But, frontin and fakin, and time is waistin
She wanna give ya number now she hollin at Jason
Now get mad, just roll to the pad
And keep a G on the and roll another dub bag
(My nigga) light that shit, hit bitch
Then past it to ya homie like playa, (blaze that bitch)
And you get dizzone, crack the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause ain't no fun, if the homies can't get
Puff, puff, pass my nigga, one

x2]
Do you smoke wit me (Do you wanna?)
Come and me company
come and fuck with me
You smokes with me

3 - Snoop Dogg]
It's the diabolical, chronical,
Psychological, make a hoe, fuck a G
Pre-medical, slow those, ready can get it
Teacher it to those with mind apparatus
My status has been the ever since I intro'd
I'm nigga that brought y'all the info
On the Chucks, braids, and endo
Big Snoop Dogg the fog on the window
ya name in it, put ya face in it
And hang with the nigga the gang bang spinach
Drag it, blunt wrap it, or it
Don't really matter even if in the package
Put it to the side, so ya boy hit the Eastside
I'm look for the firefied
Aiyyo Pharrell, gimme that VA
I'm tryna bounce wit the ounce (smoke me out)

x2]

Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do you think that you could fuck we (Star Trak)
(Yeah Pharrell this shit right here)
And BBC -

[Chorus x2] + ad-libs*}

[Outro - Snoop
our drank
Ya dig I'm sayin?
We ain't gon' never
We gon' still
Cause we always hit the note
(It my mind)
real shit, Pharrell you my loc'
And for life my nigga
Haha, Gumpo
Neptunes, Trak
(It my mind)
Billionaire Club, DPG
Style Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)..