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You smokes with me

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

[Verse 1 - Snoop
Blowing chronic to me, it's 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 Bobby Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got something in
They could a nigga, but they never finding my bomb and
I got the stash, spot, my got
Lot of motherfuckas pulling, shots
I'm not The One you could call me The Two
Bob reincarnated, pupils dialated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated many
You suprised how I made it,
You hate it, huh, but you know, I ain't even
I'm spliting that up, plotting on the come up
I'm living my life, and never my gun up
Dranking my drink, and I'ma smoke that

[Verse 2 - Dogg]
The greener the tree, the the bud
The strength of the branch, will tell you how it was
I'm - high, sliding, slippin
Gotcha listening to and now you feel like you crippin
all to the good, the dash is wood
You got some hoes in ya and now ya ready to fuck
But, they frontin and fakin, and time is
She wanna give ya number now she hollin at Jason
Now don't get mad, just to the pad
And keep a G on the bitch and another dub bag
(My nigga) light shit, hit that bitch
Then past it to ya like playa, pimp (blaze that bitch)
And when you get dizzone, the do'
And let me get a little
'Cause no fun, if the homies can't get none
Puff, puff, my nigga, one lizza

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

[Verse 3 - Snoop
the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model hoe, a G
Pre-medical, steady slow those, can get it
Teacher taught it to with mind apparatus
My status has been the ever since I intro'd
I'm that that brought y'all the info
On the Chucks, French braids, and
Big Dogg with the fog on the window
Spell ya in it, put ya face in it
And hang 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 when ya boy hit the
I'm look for the firefied
Aiyyo Pharrell, that VA discount
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 with we (Star Trak)
(Yeah Pharrell this shit right here)
And BBC -

[Chorus x2] + {*Snoop

[Outro - Snoop
Dranking our
Ya dig what I'm
We ain't gon' sing
We gon' flow
Cause we always hit the note
(It my mind)
That's real shit, Pharrell you my
And that's for life my
Haha, Gumpo
Neptunes, Star
(It my mind)
Boys Club, DPG
Doggy Records, ooh wee
(It my mind)..