[Intro]
Gotta gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's
S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's
S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
[Verse One]
Yeah, when you see me ridin just realize it's not a game
It's just me and the homies (sittin on them chrome thangs)
(24's, 25's, 26's)
(Pirellis on deep dishes) scrapin out on you b******, look
Don't trip player, hittin n***** 'cross the head
Or maybe I should just slap your b**** instead
From the G's to the Vogues to the hundred spoke gold
My n****, Dogg Pound Gangstaz fo' sho', my n****
(C'mon and light it up, blaze it blaze it blaze it up)
(Sittin real high my n**** come and raise it up)
(Shine hard like the diamonds on my neck)
(Maserati, Corvette, love the way that it sit, cause I'm)
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
Just pulled up at the stoplight high
On cool, pullin up to the stoplight high
Trippin, look who pulled up on the side
My n****, D-A-to-the-Z is on the ride
(Fresh paint, 6 coats of clear, your boy glossy on 'em)
(I'm drippin wet, leavin stains when I hit the corner)
(Oh-six, digital up, I'm futuristic)
(Look at that n**** Daz & Kurupt, them boys glistenin)
I'm rollin in, rollin up weed at the same time
Pimpin through the streets in the daytime
It ain't nuttin but a G thang
I got my biscuits on, pimpin in three lanes
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
We get swizzy on a bizzy (pimpin through the strizzeets)
And everywhere we gizzoe (we keep that hizzy)
(Got my grand national international)
(Dogg Pound international, f*** thinkin rational)
(I'ma scrape the curb and hit donuts)
I get to burnin mo' rubber when that n**** show up
Impala Regal, Alco's, 84's with elbows
Lean low, burn rubber, hit the gas, go slow
(Little mama wanna take a ride in my Southside)
(Monte Carlo with the aqua blue outside)
Old school, new school, chrome shoes, oooh
Put it in drive and everything is cool cause I'm
[Chorus] - 2X
Gotta gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's
S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Sittin on 23's, sittin on-sittin on 23's
S-sittin on 23's, sittin on-sitton on 23's
Wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes, wheelin-wheelin hundred spokes
Gotta blunt that I'm smokin weighin mo' than 8 grams
[Verse One]
Yeah, when you see me ridin just realize it's not a game
It's just me and the homies (sittin on them chrome thangs)
(24's, 25's, 26's)
(Pirellis on deep dishes) scrapin out on you b******, look
Don't trip player, hittin n***** 'cross the head
Or maybe I should just slap your b**** instead
From the G's to the Vogues to the hundred spoke gold
My n****, Dogg Pound Gangstaz fo' sho', my n****
(C'mon and light it up, blaze it blaze it blaze it up)
(Sittin real high my n**** come and raise it up)
(Shine hard like the diamonds on my neck)
(Maserati, Corvette, love the way that it sit, cause I'm)
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
Just pulled up at the stoplight high
On cool, pullin up to the stoplight high
Trippin, look who pulled up on the side
My n****, D-A-to-the-Z is on the ride
(Fresh paint, 6 coats of clear, your boy glossy on 'em)
(I'm drippin wet, leavin stains when I hit the corner)
(Oh-six, digital up, I'm futuristic)
(Look at that n**** Daz & Kurupt, them boys glistenin)
I'm rollin in, rollin up weed at the same time
Pimpin through the streets in the daytime
It ain't nuttin but a G thang
I got my biscuits on, pimpin in three lanes
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
We get swizzy on a bizzy (pimpin through the strizzeets)
And everywhere we gizzoe (we keep that hizzy)
(Got my grand national international)
(Dogg Pound international, f*** thinkin rational)
(I'ma scrape the curb and hit donuts)
I get to burnin mo' rubber when that n**** show up
Impala Regal, Alco's, 84's with elbows
Lean low, burn rubber, hit the gas, go slow
(Little mama wanna take a ride in my Southside)
(Monte Carlo with the aqua blue outside)
Old school, new school, chrome shoes, oooh
Put it in drive and everything is cool cause I'm
[Chorus] - 2X