Blaze It Up (Bomb Chronic)

Soulistic Records. I smell KB production dropping this hot shit. Understand it, yo. This is for all the motherfucking Pigs out there. Believe this, we still gonna spark This. This is for my Big Bruce out there Getting locked up, I'll still be with you if They try to get us. We got lawyers and attorneys fighting for Motherfuckers. What? The cops won't stop us, blaze That bomb chronic. It don't stop, We gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. We stay blazed on one, two, three, Or maybe four. It don't matter, coming with a Half or an O of that O, sticky gooey, Getting real stupid stewie with that erky jerk perky Jerking off with my Louie. Who be that who? If you fucking with me, Boy, you fucking with Mr. D, I pity the fool. Supersonic chronic blazer flying high in the sky. Stupid crunk and I'm drunk and savage, bad bitch Smashing thighs. I'm blasting high, Ask me why. Motherfucker, you will die and that's No lie. I got the purple Laff, various hash Hurting your chest. Red rag, fuck that schwag, That mex and the stress. Give me the star Sensi and you know I'll be blessed. When I rip on the microphone, there's nothing less. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. I'ma stay blazed in your face, flying high like Super Dave. Super duper dapper dosing it, No doubt about this flame. Keep you open, blowing potent chronic, got you Coughing to your knees. Stupid stewie with my Louis, I shining chronic trees. I got a lot of chron, you got a Lot of cream. Let's all get together and roll The better green. I got a lot of chron, you got a Lot of cream. Let's all get together and roll The better green. And if you not from the West and you from the East, you best respect These bomb Cali chronic trees. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. Smoking off the chalice, easily coping with the Smell of skippy savage like the white rappers Snorting white Alice. Popping acid, popping thizzle, Walking, marching like a missile. Crystallizing, keeping ash keys to rhymes at fast Speeds. And it'll be a little while till I Spit a freestyle 'cause you know that nothing's for Free. Especially that bomb green straight from Maui Wowie. Now they tell me that we got that Bomb always how we we. The cops won't stop Us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high. The cops won't stop us, blaze that bomb chronic. It don't stop, we gonna stomp these mosh pits. Call this an uprising, lift up your pipes. Spark up the lighter, it's time to get high