Coolin' In The Ghetto

[Intro]

Westside

Ooh, baby

Ghetto Life

[Chorus]

[Verse 1: I Smooth 7]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Mista Mad Pup]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: I Smooth 7 & Mista Mad Pup]

[Chorus]

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Say won't you take a seat, and welcome to my session

I'm coolin' in da ghetto, vibing high, buddah blessings

Let me take my time, 3 grams cause it's phat

Joint after joint, sack after sack

God let's blaze 'till my eyes is red tight

It's divine in the morning and divine in the night

Say what's the best weed? Well that's the weed you got

Throw it in the zag, light the match, then you're shellshock

Let me hit a corner so I can pick a buck (Whaddup?)

I just got a dub of that good divine stuff

Pup jumped in, he said "I smelled it down the block"

Buddah's the word and the side is the rock

I gotta blaze it, first it's burning in my throat

Now my eyes is red, I'm a hustler so I won't show

What's going on? I feel free as a bird

I'd like to think Jah giving respects to the herbs

This fog is going thick, it's [?] deep in the smokescreen

The blaze's going high as earn in my [?]

Sunday night, high as hell off the [?]

In the middle of a forest fire tryna dodge the law

The sound is up, windows down, freeing the contact

I'm thinking to myself, "That was a cool sack"

Like I'm on a high, a deep purple haze

And maybe you get blunted yeah, so let's blaze

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Rolling down the avenue, heading for the bud spot

Lookin' out for cops cause they sweat me when they catch me

All I'm out to do is get a pouch of indo puff

Cause I like the stuff, never get enough

Pull up in the driveway, 'bout to go and handle this

Get it ready for me cause I'm coming for the cannabis

Stopped and got a 5-pack of Philly's on my way

So I'm ready for the curb, word to the herbs

Level with me Smooth, can you feel it like I feel it?

Cause it's feeling good, man I'm feeling higher than I really should

Oh, no, I stumbled upon the super bomb atomic weed

The shit I need

Get a brother high enough to make me wanna sing

Eyes tight enough to blindfold me with a piece of string

But I'm still gonna blaze cause I'm down

Roll up a fat one and pass it around

Everybody getting high, niggas choking, coughing, crying

That's the shit I'm buying, cause now I think I'm flying

Let me hear some music man and get me out this phase

Cause I'm dazed, man you should have never let me blaze

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Said homie slow down so we can smoke a fat blunt

And everyone around could smell the urple funk

Well pour me a Philly silly and let me hook it in

Alright, it's ready so let the ritual begin

I'm feeling effects and I wanna flex sex, it's your turn next

I was high, high so I let her pass me by

Say hold up homie this big bitch is running

I gotta slow her down so let me lick her with my tongue'n

And let me take a puff, she's hitting in the blaze

It's Indonesia and I'm a damn sex slave

Somebody help, this buddah's hotter than the spa

This joint it kinda nasty, she likes ménage à trois

Well pass her to the homie, she's too much, I will not touch

Because she wore me down, maybe I can hit her with force

Next time she come around, right now I'm chilling

Tryna catch my breath from the first smoke of a sexual stroke

She's almost gone, we gotta catch her with a crutch

Chronic I love, so I smoke it 'till it's dust

Now I'm high as hell as we pull up in the driveway

I got one for the road Smooth, so let's blaze

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze

The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave

Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze

(Let me blaze)

Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze