Chronic Dope

Chorus x4

This the way I hit my weed
Blow my fuckin' chronic dope

Verse 1:
Its the pistol whip
When I grip
Suckas keep wishin' that Lady would slip
But I won't so suckas don't step to my rhyme
You get hit with a blow
Thats ok, that is fine
When Im reciting my female rhyme
Niggas be waiting gangster lines
Im laughin when suckas get put in a bind
Sit back waiting for that fool who wants to violate
Playin a game of a nigga tre
Let me demonstrate
Im feelin' great, Im feelin' fine
Just had a shot of that legend wine
I feel the want, I feel the need to chief up some of that endo weed
Once the weed is in my hand
Thoughts in my mind start to expand
I hit that do then I choke
Motherfuckers I never say no
Keep on chiefin'
Hittin that reef n' when I get full of that ick it'll start chiefin'
Blowin n' Im showin' it
All the time Im sittin back knowin
When I hit that ink I blink a time or two
Im no longer that same person you thought you knew
Before you open youre mouthfull too fast too late you spoke
I wanted you to know the way I hit my chronic do

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Verse 2
When I blow that mother fuckin chronic do chronic do
Everybody in the room get contact n they start to choke
Start to choke, start to choke, start to choke, start to choke, start to choke, start to choke, start to choke UHUM
Let me clear my throat so I can finish this dope shit n' if I do say so myself well lets admit its a hit
When I get through blowin' my do then you know the shit is on
Paranoid, watchin my back, never leavin my sight is my tome
Cuz whenever some shit get crack you Im down fo' it
While you sit there runnin yo lip, Im takin care mines n' showin that See that shit started from that fuckin dry leaf, BKA, chronic ink/ick, that me and my homies love to chief

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Verse 3
Its the pistol whip
When I grip
Suckas keep wishin' that Lady would slip
But I won't so suckas don't step to my rhyme
You get hit with a blow
Thats ok, that is fine
When Im reciting my female rhyme
Niggas be waiting gangster lines
Im laughin when suckas get put in a bind
Sit back waiting for that fool who wants to violate
Playin a game of a nigga tre
Let me demonstrate
Im feelin' great, Im feelin' fine
Just had a shot of that wendy wine
I feel the want, I feel the need to chief up some of that endo weed
Once the weed is in my hand
Thoughts in my mind start to expand
I hit that do then I choke
Motherfuckers I never say no
Keep on chiefin'
Hittin that reef n' when I get full of that ink/ick i'll start chiefin'
Blowin n' Im showin' it
All the time Im sittin back knowin
When I hit that ink I think I blink a time or two
Im no longer that same person you thought you knew
Before you open youre mouth for too fast too late you spoke
I wanted you to know the way I hit my chronic do

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