[Intro]
[Verse 1]
East coast
Think back before B.I.G turned ghost
Y'know what he did with the ounce in the post
He smoked it, got higher than most
West coast
Y'know snoop dogg's always on the roast
Those catarac's been medically misdiagnosed
Snoops getting smoked, getting higher than most
[Hook]
United by bud, east or west hood
But there's still so much violence
Take a minute for silence
[Verse 2]
On the left and the right triggers squeezed tight
Baby momma's crying, no fathers in sight
Stop this sh**, sh** ain't right
People got a right to live, black or white-
Skin
Before you k** him
Take a minute, think about his children
Grin
You gotta chill out
Ain't no better way than to have a smoke-out
Sit down, get the hot-box flowin'
You know it doesn't really matter, where your growin'
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Whether from Cali or new York, chill ya' ga** talk
Ya both shimmy shuffle when the cops out on gra** walk
Both complaining if the bag full of stalk
Or stems
Similar problems
Get together, buy tens, smoke lem's
9 till seven
You can both take the high road
Close to heaven