[Skit]

"Anybody in here smoke herb?
When I say herb, I gotta you know
I gotta explain that to the white people
Reefa, you know.."

"Black people & white people get high differently
I mean, you hit the joint
But it affects us differently
You see, a brother hit the joint & shit he be like:
'Yea ma'fucka, yea that some good shit
That's some good shit there n***a
That's some good shit there
Oh shit that's some good shit there n***a'"

"Brothers hit thе joint and just cool out, mellow out
Just-- 'Yea, ahh.. Go head n***a
Ahhh, who had said that oooh'

Whitе people, yall scare me, I dont know..
You ma'fuckas hit a joint
And start on some other shit
'Wahaha, did you hear that man?
It says kill 4 people"
[Hook]

I hit a joint, right? - 4x
(Junts we choke)

(Now I'm paranoid
And see that weed is in my system)

I hit a joint, right? - 4x
(Junts we choke)

(Now I'm paranoid
And see that weed is in my system)
(Junts we choke)

[Verse 1: Lady Bee]

These bitches smoking weed
Rolling clean through the hood
The M-11 in the trunk
But tricks with no love
Willie Hutch bumpin'
As the smoke cloud my window
Fuck the mask
We choke the bong fulla Indo
Late at night, rolling thick
Dizzy from the light green shit
Eyeballs red as fuckery
Ballin' down Hollywood streets
Some bitches can't stand me
Cuz I be quick to pull that trigger
Im up on the level
Higher that you fuckin' gold diggers
Brown papers burning up
My mind frying like some eggs
Sleep walking
1.5 million blunts in my head
Ooh steam in my chest
Let me pass the sess'
(Kingpin Skinny Pimp)

"Aye, Lady Bee
Where the fuck do you get
All that fire ass weed from?"

(Lady Bee)

"That's restricted shit

[Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]

I was in the front room
Sitting on the fuckin' couch
I called up 8-Ball and MJG
Them fools smoking out
I'm on my way to Texas
And I gotta bunch of weed
I'm bumping 12's and 6x9's
Smoking hay, all the time
As soon as I made it there
The smoke done hit the air
And I'm so fucked up off that shit
As I blow as I choke
I'm inhaling some more of that dope
Chie-zzz-fin ree-zzz-fer
North Memphis n***as click & duck
The police can't fade fuckin' killas, bitch
Rezi daze off the--
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Gin]

Busta ass n***as talk shit
Can't back it up
Wound up getting served by Lil Gin
Don't give a fuck
Hide in the bushes
On yo ass 'til you come out
Cock my Smith & Wesson back
To yo muthafuckin' mouth
Bitch I don't give a fuck
See them police can't catch me
N***as on banana peels
Always getting that bullet drilled
Dead in they muthafuckin' face
Where it hurt the most
Leaving n***as shirt soaked
Cuz I'm full of that fuckin' dope
Drive by on a 10 speed
Yo mama lookin out the window
Threw up a finger sign
And told that bitch to kiss my nuts
Rat rat-tat-tat, rat-tat-tat
We leaving n***as on they muthafuckin b-izzn-ack
Clamin' you a killa
I can't tell, trick you won't do shit
Im leaving mountains on your head
When you think you can step to this?
Playa, Lil Gin
I never get no fuckin rest
Stop slippin with that anna on yo chest

[Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]

Well alright
He smoking, choking, scoppin'
Hay up in my brain
The sheets completely wrappin' shit
Im feeling strange
Tinted windows fully cloudy
Coughing off that weed and syrup
Bitch I thought you knew this shit
Is iz-on when we smoking dope so--

[Hook]