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You should smokes me

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

1 - Snoop Dogg]
Blowing to me, it's like a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit and listen to me
Don't go 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 they 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 times
You how I made it, huh?
You hate it, huh, but you know, I ain't trippin
I'm spliting that Swisha up, plotting on the up
I'm living my life, and putting 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 - high, sliding, slippin
Gotcha to Snoop and now you feel like you crippin
all to the good, the dash is wood
You got some in ya truck and now ya ready to fuck
But, they frontin and fakin, and time is
She don't wanna ya number now she hollin at Jason
Now get mad, just roll to the pad
And a G on the bitch and roll another dub bag
(My nigga) light that shit, hit that
Then past it to ya homie playa, pimp (blaze that bitch)
And when you get dizzone, the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause ain't no fun, if the homies can't get
Puff, puff, my nigga, one lizza

x2]
Do you smoke wit me (Do you wanna?)
and keep me company
Baby come and fuck me
You should smokes me

[Verse 3 - Dogg]
the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model hoe, a G
Pre-medical, slow those, ready can get it
Teacher taught it to those mind apparatus
My status has been the baddest ever since I
I'm that nigga that brought the info
On the Chucks, braids, and endo
Big Dogg with the fog on the window
Spell ya name in it, put ya in it
And with the nigga with the gang bang spinach
Drag it, blunt wrap it, or it
Don't really matter if it's 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 wit the whole ounce (smoke me out)

x2]

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

[Chorus x2] + ad-libs*}

[Outro - Snoop
Dranking our
Ya dig I'm sayin?
We ain't never sing
We gon' flow
Cause we hit the right note
(It my mind)
That's real shit, you my loc'
And that's for life my
Haha, Gangsta
Neptunes, Trak
(It my mind)
Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)..