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