Down With The Snubnoze Click

[Chorus: Hav Oz]
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high

[Verse 1: Tre-8]
Tre-8 settin' in straight, ain't no need to perpetrate
Eyes red as fire from the bud and Courvoisier
Rolling through the neighborhood, and you know the plan was good
Busters wanna clown in my town, fool, I wish you would
Rolin' four deep in that Chevrolet like everyday
Pop that Snubnoze in the dash and we let it play
Headed to the liquor store, gotta buy another fifth
Gotta fire up another spliff, chief but I never sniff
Chillin' at the club, blowin' bud with that nigga Guice
Hav Oz on the microphone and he's gettin' loose
Bitches on our dick, 'cause they think a nigga makin' cheese
Think a nigga slangin' keys, but I'm on that slangin' deeds
Ridin', is that nigga Tre-8 on the microphone
Ain't a damn chicken but the bone, once again, it's on
Beepin' while I'm sippin' on this cold 40oz. of beer
Yellow-ass nigga blowin' smoke in the atmosphere

[Chorus: Hav Oz]
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high

[Verse 2: Tre-8]
Picture reality every day, that's why they call me Tre
Eight days a week from the ghetto slums, that's where I stay
Drinkin' on the Yak, smokin' a sack, kickin' a ghetto rhyme
Black-O-U-T on the track, now you know that I'm
Down with the Snubnoze Click, major clientele
No more chillin' on the corner, tryna make a sell
Now I'm straight pimpin', playin' hoes in this game of life
This all about reality, all about the guns and knives
Niggas layin' dead 'cause they thought they ass was bulletproof
Frontin' like they hard when they sweeter than a Baby Ruth
Drunk off that liquor, ready to pull the trigger
Shot, but he missed, got popped by the next niggas
All over some bullshit, I'll tell you what these niggas need
Knowledge of themselves and a fat sack of indo weed
Beepin' while I'm sippin' on this cold 40oz. of beer
Yellow-ass nigga blowin' smoke in the atmosphere

[Chorus: Hav Oz]
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high

[Verse 3: Tre-8]
Third verse, got these niggas bumpin' to this ghetto shit
Tryin' hard as fuck but I'm stuck in this ghetto, bitch
Blowin' 'cause I'm knowin' one day I'll be poppin' on the scene
Smokin' on a sack in the back of a limousine
Eatin' caviar with the crackers out in Hollywood
Thinkin' about the days I sold crack in the neighborhood
But in '95 I'm just a thug from around the way
Tryin' to survive in the hood each and every day
Got another sack, took the Swisher Sweets from my pocket
Roll it up tight, gotta light, let these niggas spark it
Blowin' shotguns in the right and it still with smoke
Spent my last fire on the dime, now a nigga's broke
Corner store 12 o'clock, tryin' to get my hustle on
Made some cheese, bought a twenty sack, now I'm headin' home
Beepin' while I'm sippin' on this cold 40oz. of beer
Yellow-ass nigga blowin' smoke in the atmosphere

[Chorus: Hav Oz]
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Do-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high
Down-down with the Snubnoze Click, steady gettin' high