One time one time ya know…
When I get to a party, To get it started
I grab tha microphone and rock it cold hearted
Go behind tha curtains while my fanz just point
You know we always doin', I'm blazin a joint
Cause it seems a lot of times, I'm at my best
After some indica or a bowl of sinse
I'm creatin', multiplyin', big time supplyin'
Enuff bud to keep tha whole party high on
I might get ill, roll an 8th in one hooter
Park my Benz or go jettin’ on my scooter
Bail to tha coast, take a helluva stoge
Twist up a big bobba of the serious dope
Smoke it down to tha nub use my roach clip
So much damn resin it's startin' to drip
It ain't harmful like heroin, this stuff's tha cheeba
That's why I'm glad homeboy that I ......

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Man, Don't cha hate... when you ain't go no weed
It seems about tha time ya really ya need
To get high, get full, you know - get blasted
You’ll be singin' that high it really lasted
Rollin' around tryin' not to get popped
By tha boyz, tha pigs, the rolla’s, tha cops
Pullin' up to one spot to see what they're all about
Suckers noddin' their head, tellin' you they all out
You go back to tha crib, Pick up tha telephone
You tried everybody so I guess ya call Tone
Cause I can buy a oz. or go buy a dime
I pay cash for it I can get it on time
It really makes no difference long as I get lit
Roll it in my Zig Zag or take a big bong hit
Cause after tha bud, My rhymes start flowin'
Never gettin' short of uh uh, The always knowin'
I'm maxin', relaxin', but never taxin'
No need for you to keep on askin'
If “It” is “It”, If tha “Shit” is tha “Shit”
Cause when it comes to smokin' cheeba
You know my shit is legit
You’re tha student, And I'm tha teacher
I'm not a minister or Reverend, I’m not a Preacher
So excuse me while I call time
Cause I'm gonna take a few hits
in tha middle of this rhyme.....

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Gettin' fucked up in his coupe de ville, still
I wasn't to high to know what I was doin'
Went to tha store, cop some more brew and
Came back to tha car, Tried to be a winner
Rolled up all my roaches, barely made a pinner
I wasn't upset I had more at tha house
But I was savin' it for later, When I get with my spouse
Cause when we're together, blazin' tha cheeba
She does things to me you simply can’t believe-a
I'm not talkin' kinky or nothin' obscene
But it's not far off if you know what I mean
She'll take me upstairs, lay me down on tha bed
Pull off tha Fila shorts ‘n start givin' me head
Said, If I’m in the mood yo I'll do tha same
She must love it, She ain't never complained
They'll be moanin', kickin' a lot of screamin'
I work it so hard and she starts steamin'
You know how it is after a couple of woo’ers
She was subject and I am tha Ruler
She's my freak y'all, but she's no skeeza
One thing for sure, Tha girl's always got that.....

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Two weeks ago when I was writin' this rhyme
I had the hydroponic bud - that high was fine
I had two joints, One for me and my homie
After half a stoge, He didn't even know me
His eyes were tight, they was helluva red
He could barely hold ‘em up, They was heavy as lead
An hour went by, He said Loc I'm kinda hungry
I said aw shit! This brotha’s got tha munchies
Got off my couch, put my Gucci's on my feet
Went to Seven Eleven – it was right up the street
I ordered everythin' edible off tha shelf
He thought it was shared, I ate it all myself
When we got back to tha car, Headed north then south
Just needed a drink I had a cotton mouth
We had so much food didn't know where to start
At tha Hagan Daas or Kelloggs Pop Tarts
Big bags of chips, gallons of dips
Took me weeks to get tha taste off my lips
I ate so much miserable is how I felt
Almost busted out my pants had to loosen my belt
Kickin at the tube, watchin’ none better than
You know tha king of late night, Yeah Dave Letterman
Not to hilarious jokes kinda plain
But everything is funny when you’re smokin' Mary Jane.....