The Holdup - Chronic Song lyrics

And if you comin up on my spot Then you just better keep movin on Cause when we smoke it we choke on it And we only roll the chronic One little dab of only ten Well they got more than you be on it If you wanna bring some friends Then they better bring some chronic Cause everybody wants it No one gon gets on it They come'n with that bud Gonna blow some blunts and get retarted And if nobody want the roach We gonna pack it in a bong Get a flame and then we gonna torch it And ad it to my lungs Ad it to my lungs, ad it to my lungs They come'n in with that bud Gonna blow some blunts and go get some And then i once met a man who told me The best bud he ever smoked Is the sh** he be gettin from Cali Said man this ain't no joke And if u really do want it baby You better come into Cali Buy these kids with a royal blunt Would have been trees up in the body.....Holdup Gonna take it from here, thier dead Thier gonna bring the cash Better be no pinchin or skempin A little nuggie out my sack And if you kickin it in the park Baby it's cool to lite a blunt Better not be any postman runnin up Cause i'm just to stoned to run And if you want this All you got to do is ask me super chronic I'm wrappin the bud in baggie Supersonic You know we dont smoke no crap we get retarded Police gonna ask me if I'm on it Tryin to keep me happy so I bought it Bought it, bought it, bought it I feel my brain inside my head Roll it, toke it, smoke it, choke it until I'm dead I'm on my mission to get my bread Ain't gonna f** my life up get money instead I feel that ba** line droppin And we out of control We bumpin them up the music And you feel it in the soul And if you comin up on the spot Just to pack a f**in bowl While we watchin all them girlies As they grind on the poll You goin to a party You comin to my show When The Holdup be leavin Then girlies will go