Man Pass that, what 
Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe)
Got the three will motion (Sick and so low)
Such a good feeling (and I'm so high)
I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack) 
Low key OG', it's Roscoe the soto 
I'm blowin dodo on a low low, duckin from the popo 
I'm known to hit the city traffic Grippin the millimatic for static 
Catch me up all up ya' Bentley jackin' 
Your stereo system drillinatics 
When I'm open for the law Through it all, 
we deliquents Yeah A-wall and juvi hall 
With a stink cent, from chronic dogg 
Through out my car, THC all through all my cigar 
With a drink bent, about to vomit all over the yard 
My loose spits freely roamin' the reservoir 
My tooth chipped, now I spit better bars 
My crew sick, persuing the stars and to shoe fits 
We're not the ones to hate on a fool with on-ones 
The wrong young guns to screw with 
We assasins, from head to toe 
Stay in tune with, ball with us, it's Russian rulette 
Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe)
Got the three will motion (Sick and so low)
Such a good feeling (and I'm so high)
I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack) 
Hey, the way I feel, I like smoking 
Ah hurry up showty', roll the joint 
Oh work it out little mama 
Let me see your ass scrub the floor 
And ohh lord, the straigh henessey hit me in the spot 
And ohh lord, party like it's the last day you got 
Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe)
Got the three will motion (Sick and so low)
Such a good feeling (and I'm so high)
I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack) 
Yeah, they call me young sco' goodie 
Dungeon Family, from ATL to LA all day and philly philly 
See me dippin' with my Eastside thugs and my Westside gangstas 
Get with the perty mild, reppin' the dirty south 
Roscoe, Keko, Rico, Sleepy and Cee-lo 
Yeah, we rollin' Geo's on the d-lo in g-mode 
Now this is what sounds like, when the g's cry 
We ease up, speed by ya, and squeeze fire 
I'm bicostal don, I'm off the wire, in all bulletproof attire 
Until the day I retire, 
Me and bro, we share two heeps and one vest 
We keep em' underneath the seat, 
So come test the young jack rabbit, with a bad habbit 
The jab rabbit, rap addict 
Ever since I first took a stab at it 
Up in the lab slash attic 
With the studio set up, and the walls padded 
Yeah
Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe)
Got the three will motion (Sick and so low)
Such a good feeling (and I'm so high)
I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack) 
Cuz' thats they lace (From head to toe)
Got the three will motion (Sick and so low)
Such a good feeling (and I'm so high)
I blow my smoke in the sky (Caught up against the crack)