Chiefing All The Time

[Chorus]
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

[Verse 1: Lil' Red]
No time to 'flauge, disregard: suckaz that just make me click
Wipe my ass, wit you playa haters on my shitlist
Niggas try to playa hate me, 'cause i'm down for my crown
Respect my pimpin' nigga, 'Cause this weed 'bout to make me clown
Shoot you trick, flex my bitch
Smokin' 'til I'm 'bout to choke
Bud all in up in my chest, my lungs filled with black smoke
Can I cope? Hell yeah!
Smoke out 'til I 'bout ta' die
Eyes red as fuck, got no time clou'zzin' nine
Can't you tell? Chicken smell comin' off my Tommy clothes
Got no time for resavin' a blunt, shotgun up through my nose
Now I'm high, super blinked
Make a blunt that I'll cheif
Red's comin' straight from The Mound, so just smoke one bitch
Niggas they constantly blowin' my high
Thought that I need a nickel 3-5
I'm tossin' and turnin' this anger, it scare me, if ya smokin', then feel me
When I get high, whats the time?
Moneys on my fuckin' mind
If you don't make dollaz you don't make sense, fool
Just smoke one bitch!
Bitch! (Bitch!)

[Chorus]
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

[Verse 2: Psycho C AKA Mr. King Psycho]
Fye' up a bizz-ee-blizz-unt, to get this shit rizz'eal crizz'unk
That Skunk is up in my brain, Im'ma stang on that Mary Jane
Now pimp shit flow through my blood, To the lemons struck: no love (No love)
You hatin' N traitin', anticipatin' to get a buzz
Now big buds im constantly smokin'
I'm rappidly hittin' open
My throat cotton dry (Cotton dry!)
I'm so damn high, and I feel like floatin'
So when you pass da dope, manne
Thats when I be in that thang (A gun in my hand)
Burnin' [?] weed we smoke, cheif while we choke
'Cause we do it every night
Some nights I wonder why
If I can be yo [?]
Too high as I see him in the clouds
[?] straight up to the sky
So try, if you wanna try
Its gonna be do or die
We stylin', profilin', and actin' wild, as we stay so high
As times go by, I gotta stay high, 'cause a nigga havin' hard times
My ways of bein' free, I smoke some weed to make my problems fly by
My mind is gone, I'm clickin' wit' the tone
So a nigga betta' be in my way
If you step in the pistol range, then it'll blow out ya brain
'Cause a nigga pimp shit will never change

[Chorus]
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

[Verse 3: Devilish T.]
You flossin' ass niggas thats talkin' that shit
Gon' get yo wig split, 'cause I'm down wit' my click
We barrin' no bitch, we killa ass niggas, wit' no damn love
We pop in the clips, and we put on the gloves
To niggas who step up, you best to think twice
'Cause I'll take ya damn life, chokin' to death
And I watch yo ass [?], theres nothin' we tame
Hit this damn dank
Smokin' the weed, as the Devil proceed
To rise to a level you bustas can't see
Strapped wit' the Glock 19, I'm ready to blast
I'm [?] boy, buckin' you fast
Jumped in the Chevy, seen Marlow and [?] wit' the blunt in his hand and a fuckin' skimask
So this an example, what Cloud 9'll do
To flossin' ass niggas, who claimin' they true
So stay out my way, I'll be coming for you
Put 'em in the pistol range, blow out his fuckin' brain
'Cause this Devil nigga never change in the game
I'ma maintain, for these playa hater niggas wanna attack
[?] for the next nigga, fightin' is a damn shame
Chefin' all the fuckin' time, chronic fuckin' wit' my-
All I see is crime, and I don't give a fuck about no murder rate
Make the wrong move, and its gonna be your fuckin' fate
Wit' my pistol in yo face
Niggas wait for them hoes, [?] 5-0
Try run [?] when I creep
Like I said before, I don't know, who the fuck, is my folks
Steady playa hatin', niggas wanna rob a nigga
All because a young nigga
[?]
[?] fight
[?] buy me 5 keys
[?] Kill you in a fuckin' hurst, nigga

[Chorus]
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put-
Cheifin all da-

[Verse 4: Lil Spook]
Never, never know when you fuckin' wit' a killa
But a playa' gotta creep, when I'm on that blow
Murder bitches, stang snitches, gotta be down, so (Fuck the foe)
Eyes bloodshot red as hell, look like I been in on dat blow
Sneeze out, cheese out, keep that double [?]
But let's keep that on the low
Dazed and amazed, super crunk, by the time I hit that fye' weed
Damn, I'm feelin' crazed, now [?] my nig
Beepin' my nigga, my nigga wit' swishers
Gimmie some shit, to make me hype
Roll up another one, blow me a mega junt
Green leaves keep me feelin' right
Sn-izz-ow, Ch-izz-ow, 1.5-izz-ie, chopped wit' swishers filled wit' chronic
Dipped in honey, spendin' money
Just another feindin' junkie
This that pure you smell, my dear
Eyes skin tight, can't think 'bout shit
Lay back, thankin' about the pay
Grab my blunt, and take another hit
Indo be keepin' me high, I don't know why, Lil' Spook, I fuckin' click
Ready to busta? Get crossed
Stay on my own, and stang, manne, fuck a bitch
Where I dwell is all so well
B.H.Z. we super thick
Whats up to the C.9.C. and Spooky-muthafuckin'-City, bitch

[Bridge: ??, ??, and Lil' Sizz]
Cheifin all da fuckin' time-

North Memphis muthafucka, [?], and Lil' Blink

Che-Cheifin all da fuckin' time, This chronic fuckin' wit my mind
Now put 'em in my pistol range, *gunshot* shoot that shit, it'll never change *gunshot x2*

Got it goin' on, be on the look out, for Lil' Red, Y'know what I'm sayin', comin' out wit' a solo tape, [?]
Y'know what I'm sayin'? Be on the look out for Lil' Blink!
It's gon' be on all muthafuckin' year
Y'know what I'm sayin'
Pimp Playa Squad, comin' out wit' one
Bitch its on for the '97
Sendin' shouts out to all them Pimp & Playa Squad niggas, y'know what I'm sayin'?

[Spoken Words: Lil' Sizz]
For the '97, though
We sendin' these muthafuckas to, uhhh, hahahaha, to the muthafuckin' bank
This Lil' Sizz, and I'm out this muthafucka, so flip it over
Fuck wit' me, nigga

Aww, yeah, I forgot somethin', 'know what I'm sayin'? look out for some female rapper or some
Holla' at Lil' Sizz, manne, the number on the tape, so, uhh, make it great, yup

[Outro: Lord Infamous]
Feel the need for the weed
Feel the need for the