Lyrics:
on it
I said I'd rather smoke some chronic
Hell if music is the victim then so am I
Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite
I beg and I
Rawse Beats
Awe yeah
Coming straight to ya ass
With the sounds of tha real
Now Get high
I'm getting high, Chronic Overload
I'm getting high, Chronic
Tell me I'm the one you need
Well, that ain't hard to believe
Hit this chronic then we leave
By now you probably wonderin' what tricks I got up my
Hook:
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting high)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we in the sky)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting
Gives rap vocals dispatch
With every attempt
To have this game shook up
When Dre cook up, every thug look up
Chronic got me on tilt, eyes bloodshot
Heavy
I wish I were a princess to fade
Transcribed from CD by Leon Sanchez
The way I play the game you
Think I'm smoked by the chronic
It's the Boy Scout
Stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your chest
My
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Old Bilbo found a ring
It was the one ring of the Dark Lord
Old Bilbo found a ring
It was the one ring of the Dark Lord
Now I'm hunted by a schizo
you motherfuckers babysitted
I smash the critics like a overhand right from Riddick (yeah)
Come and get it, shitted on villains by the millions
I be
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Yo DRE turn this chronic up
Make them twist finger up
Pour that henny in they cup
Yo DRE turn this chronic up
Make then Throw they rags up
Make them
Surrounded by the drama, oh, yeah
Need to get my conscience back
I can feel chronic in my chest
Sometimes I feel like I'm runnin' out of breath
Hustlin'
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing
Sanchez
Niech się piekło zacznie
Chcę by to ciężko strasznie jebło w czaszkę
Nie kojarzyłeś a chcesz poznać mnie mów mi Diego Sanchez
Wbijam do studia
Sanchez
Niech się piekło zacznie
Chcę by to ciężko strasznie jebło w czaszkę
Nie kojarzyłeś a chcesz poznać mnie mów mi Diego Sanchez
Wbijam do studia
the best, the best)
Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice environment, surprised entirely
Hypnotized by the sound I surround
świni
To uczynił rodzic z dzieckiem
A wszytko wolno dla idylli
W podstawowej komórce społecznej
By chronić obcego
Ja pierdnę wzgardliwie
A by chronić
to ride
To keep the heater right by her side
[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
'round half dead
Head down, K-blasted off of Hennessy and Thai
Chronic, mixed in, now I'm twisted, blistered and high
Visions of me, thug-livin',
'Cause false moves get your whole face smothered like soul food
Right by the waist I got the Pro Tool, it's simply logic
Produce this hard dick in
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