Smoke On

[Intro] Chronic Hocus Pocus Indo Chocolate thai Backyard boogie Stress Pretendo The dizz-ank So whatchu want me to do? [Chorus] Smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on Smoke, smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] Ya see way back in the days when [?] was on I'd wake up in the mornin' just to get my come up on It was me and my cousin sleepin' in the same bed Smokin' on the same bud, givin' up that family love And it wun't no muthafuckin' thang To push a lil' caine on the side while I gangbanged That's what my hustle was about It was 17 niggas in a lil' ass house Destined, questin' to be on top We was broke as a muthafucka out to plot Not, knowin', what's finna pop I'm sellin' tapes and cavy on the dope spot Whatever it takes to get it laid Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid So I guess you could say I'm blessed So hold a toast to my success Lets get our smoke on [Chorus] Smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on Smoke, smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Another day, another dollar for the S, I guess I'm blessed Since I'm young and black wit' success it's stress To a nigga mind sometime, but then again I think of all the homies stretched in the pen Doin' time just to get on swole I ain't forgot about you niggas, shit I'm still on parole But uh, in the meantime I watch yo' back Send you some snaps and give ya woman a dope sack And when ya finally get out the do' Put yo' mind on yo' money and know whatchu out fo' Check yo' game and put yo' law down Ya see, real niggas stay up while punk niggas fall down It's only right for me to tell you dis Buy game when it's sold, but I ain't tryna sell you dis A lil' somethin' from the muthafuckin' Dogg I'm bought up and caught up, back to the chronic smog [Chorus] Smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on Smoke, smoke, smoke on Smoke on, smoke on