Some niggas be passin' that weed on/
To them thugsta niggas from Cleve-land/
Gotta smoke 'til it's all gone/
Now what a Bone cuz a nigga be creep on/
Call all my thugstas, all them niggas drink/
Call all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed come again now
-Krayzie Bone-
Gotta get some hydro/
Gotta toke like a loc with a little bit of smoke in my throat/
Can't let a me high go/
I'ma broke Mo Thug got the bud and it get up up on me...inhale/
Just split up a blunt and me roll up a fat one, make it POD'ed/
They label me killa, drug dealer and burn up nigga Krayzie weeded...
-Layzie Bone-
Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro/
Need me a hit of the tweed, make me drop to my knees/
And I gotta give love to the green leaves/
Steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease/
Thuggin' on off in the cut now, when I'm checkin' on how this shit sound/
In the Range smoked out with my nigga Tay/
Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall in the grave
-Bizzy Bone-
Make up the dummy to make up me money, weed run me/
And headed for broke, smoke to the bong/
Hit that bong wrong, nigga me cough and choke/
To the real OT's loc strong Bone/
I gotta C note to toke on, so choke on/
And holdin' the smoke 'til it's gone, real long and stay blown
-Krayzie Bone-
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up (Haaay nooow)/ Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Pass me some reefer)/
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Haaay nooow)/
Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up
(Pass me some reefer)
-Wish Bone-
It's the inventor of the green leaves, gotta get P'z/
Cause I love this type shit, and it's never gonna quit/
Doctor told me better stop but man fuck that bitch/
Me never gone stop me smoke/
Try to tell me, gauge to your throat/
Gotsta run me on, fucking with Bone/
Loving this weed song
-Krayzie Bone-
Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews/
Steadily losing me balance/
Take a puff to the dome, trippin' on Flesh Bone/
Showin' off me talent/
Smokin' 'til a me die, nigga gotta get high if he wanna come ride/
Come with me smoke on a blunt and get nice/
Nigga tellin' weed fiends it's fiiiyiiiire
-Layzie Bone-
Feelin' on tilt man, quarter roll to the brain/
Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas insane/
Other niggas can't hang, it's a Bone thing/
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain/ And remain
number one here I come with the tweed in my chest/
Nigga got his weed to the curb, split up and serve/
But fuck it gotta have them green herbs
-Bizzy Bone-
You got a bag of tweed well blaze it with me fool/
Now don't be stingy and please no pinners make it swollen/
Cause if I had me some weed you know I'd smoke it with you/
Come come get with a me, me and my niggas blunts be rollin'
-Chorus-
-Krayzie Bone-
Take a hit of the reefer keep smokin'...
Recorded for the Bone Thugs~n~Harmony album E. 1999 Eternal
Contains a sample of "Reason" by Earth, Wind, and Fire