Verse 1
[C-bo]
Down for the dump my time is come to max kick it with A.C.
So mo cuts than phat sacs I'm just in a deeper frame of mind
Next time I vote you will be cleaning the next line
Never that my guards still ride to fold my minds still
Ease so provide to freeze so don't be fronting on marvaless
As a juice stage cuz I won't flag I filled them wit tweleve
It's going down cuz once again it's on every now and then
I hit the shit that gets me going call up bo through the homies
And have him roll up a sac cuz the lighter is zig zags
And make you fire it up I'm the first person to burn my troat
And it's the chronic so it ain't no joke straight bomb
So now it got my head spinning don't hold that shit for too long
So now I'm getting my choke on
I'm high till I die it goes one for the money
Two for the dank three for the homies that be tossing up they drank
Four we hit you with that hard core five it's just that
I'm high till I die it goes

Verse
[C-bo]
I'm living in a seven cut with the brains blown that's sacramento
Summertime's running on my dome I'm only one deep
And looking out for the creep cuz they try to jack day and night
On my street break um off break um off many if they wanna see me
I keep my 45 cocked on a front see lighted up the chronic
It's the part that makes me paranoid I see cops and if it
Wasn't for bo loc gat to back of my head I be dammed if I get
Took down and bucked that before I get to the liquor store
And get my half of pontiac all about to relieve there perv
Drunk and about to put my lips on a joint that got a smell
Like skunk and to all the real O.G.'z they do not wanna see me
Cuz when I'm on that capital I.N.D.O. I like deep see
Back on that ass as I blast my fo fo and the reasons unkown
Is come up off that indo

Verse 3
[marva]
Pass that shit to my way and let me finish it off
I'm down to hit but that shit is quick to make me caugh
That's the way how we do it everyday so peep game
The chronic got me burnt I can't think straight
Got me seeing thangs acting a fool but at the same time
Got to be cool cuz the po po can't catch me slipping
So I can't be tripping who's down to ride?
I got to keep an open eye cuz females are scandalis
Caught me creeping waiting to catch me high
I going out to go see the strap and if that ain't enough
I know awol's got me back because the way I'm flowing
I thought I would let you know wit props to those getting high
And those who grow it cuz I know when it's time to get my hog
It don't stop make my way though I know the dank man's
Not soon long after we rolled it up hits that how it is
With me and the homies is kicking it and getting lit
It goes one for the money two for the dank
Three for the homies that be tossing up they drank
Four we hit you with that hard core five it's just that
I'm high till I die