From The D 2 The LBC

Yeah, it's been a minute

This probably should've happened a while ago

**** it, we're here now though, let's go

Yeah, man, what the ****? Yo

Yo, Snoop, oh, man

Yo, let me see–, let me see them buds

I can't even–

Man, that shit's the size of my hand, dogg

The ****?

That's how I know that I'm in the studio with the Doggy (Where?)

In Californi' 'cause my homie from Long Beach

I always got that bomb weed (That's why)

I feel a calm breeze (Yeah)

Every time I palm trees (Get it?), just like that blonde bleach

I went platinum then so did my album, Calvin's turning me into a zombie

'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're twice the size that his arm be

And that is some strong green (Strong green)

Gotta contact, my contact lenses are foggy

I might end up in Walgreens pharmacy

With my arm asleep, Ghana flea mixed with drama me

I will treat [?] like a ****in' human pin-ball machine

Bouncing the balls off her tonsils

If y'all are seeking' the smoke, I got all the weed

I am a walking mother****in' marijuana leaf, and I'm here to stay

My ring's so definite, my longevity needs a hearing aid (What?)

Still wearing Hanes T-shirts, I done bodied some features with legendary names (Yeah)

Was there when Dre turned The Chronic to monetary gain (Woo)

'Cause dope is addictive, just like they call it marijuana

'Cause like marriage, you wanna marry Jane

It's like you and Spider-Man feel the very same (Yeah)

My adversaries came, put these little degenerates out my lineage

And when it come to pockets, weren't many as [?]

Skinny as mine, bitch I was penniless

Now I'm plenty rich, and this shit don't make any sense

I was in the mother****in' pinch like a titty twist

Now I'm sitting as pretty as each penny is

While I'm penning this in the lab, while you guinea pigs

I ain't finna fool 'em, and in fact, give me the semi

And when I pull the big guns out that trigger

Pull it, until the mother****in' shit runs out of bullets

Somebody better call a ambulance (Woo)

Better believe you will be miraculous

I Got more hits than a contract killer

Like the caterpillars don't got antennas

Or the words, I don't got no God damn fillers

What's more? You did not plan for this (Nah)

From Detroit all the way to Los Angeles (Haha, yeah)

[?] doobie [?] you reside in 213, let's see that sun spray (Brr)

Whether you East Side or West Side of the 313, let's see them guns blaze (Brr, brr, brr)

Make money moves like the matrix

Make more mount motivation

Roll up, more meditation

I’m watching the moves that you make might wanna get back to the basics

Military mindset, locked in, cocked in, making sure the mission is profitable

Ain’t no mission impossib-ble

One phone call and my monsters will go

Dump phones, hop in a mazda and go

**** that, y’all stay

Nigga I’m finna go

Think you slick, boy this crip

You ain’t ready to take it where I’m finna go

Mafia rules

You making a mockery, me a monopoly

Speak on my flow, my nigga I’m mopping ’em

Slept on my flo’ now niggas is copying

Niggas be opping through all this opulence

Give me a task, I conquer it

This ain’t the time for pondering

You niggas is slandering

This real shit niggas be honoring (on god)

You looking for followers and not watching my niggas that’s following

Nigga **** them likes

I’m young like what, my niggas young problem

East side, east up

My nigga eminem woke the beast up

Let ya’ll ride now a nigga want it back like the lease up

Think its a game you gone see sum

Ain’t no peace, you’ll be missing a piece of ya

Niggas popped off, now sheets on em

Mama all mad, kids all sad, damn my bad

Send a few coins to the coroner

Please make a sweet for ’em

Nigga I don’t hop on tracks I leap on ’em

In the fields with the cleats on ’em

Steve job of the cannabis mob

I’m do time, nigga knew it be mine

Suge knew I’d go platinum the minute I signed

If you’re looking for the facts, I’m the nigga to find

Young nigga sold crack in the middle of pine

In the face of this cripping

Long beach, these seas is different

Four man with the put on

Still getting bread with the niggas I put on

Yea, yea

I put my hood on

Shit got cold so I threw my hood on

Yea, yea

Marshall and calvin, both from the gutters like public housing

Now we both performing for 100s of thousands

Wearing no makeup, but we still be clowning mutha****as

So put your doobies high if you reside in 213

Let’s see them blunts raised

Whether you eastside or westside of the 313

Let’s see them guns blaze

My detroit niggas verse everybody

My long beach niggas verse everybody

My detroit niggas leave with a body

My long beach niggas shoot up the party