And we go a little something like this!

I smoke weed
And know that's everyday
I'm chillin with my n***as from around the way
Yes I'm here with the Brooklyn, Queens
Chillin on my Clique eating Rice and Beans
With my n***a Jo-C and the whole Kat Dee
You know how it is when you're smoking weed
You're high in the skies you don't even see
I run down the streets
I pull up my GAP
And look it at that n***a trying to look right to back
I'm ready for the gangstas
I'm a Rican I can do that
Bitches on my dick 'cuz I looks so sad
I rhyme fines and that's is that
This is for your mom and for your dad
Let me keep rolling
'cuz I be strolling
And look at all the bitches I'll be phoning
I pull out my GAP and still I kick flowing
Look little kid
You'd better start broking
I don't give a fuck
If your mom call the cops
Thеn I pull out my dick
And I put it in your mouth
Inside the school
You can catch us smoking weed
'cuz you know I don't give a fuck
If I catch you horny