Cheech & Chong

(album: Deadication II: Lost Files - 2020)

(Hahahaha, Clibbo, you're crazy for this one, haha)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
(Uno, I killed it)

Yeah, pulling up to a nigga block with the Draco
Shoot it to his fucking face close so the case closed
Smoking gas, feel like Cheech & Chong (Cheech)
Yeah, and I'm having racks, boy, I feel just like Big Meech, yeah
Took your ho to church, told that ho to preach
Ain't authorize the search, so it's fuck the police
Yeah, they know I keep the narcotics
Bitch, we hard-body
Sawed-off shotty turn you to a port-a-potty

Boy, I thought your mama told you stay up out the streets
He ain't never seen a ghost 'til we wrap him in the sheets
Big Balencis on my feet, we gon' beat him 'til he leak
We roll like tires in the streets, my bitch a vegan but I want beef
Hey, I'm on beans, I can't sleep (Sleep)
Hey, ain't no code, your ho gon' cheat (Cheat)
Hey, leave him deceased like he Gleesh (Gleesh)
Hey, got my name tatted on them cheeks (Cheeks)
Hey, thought I told you that the shots get fired
Put some money on his head, need him dead alive
Pistols pop, we don't stay at no shop, yeah
My brand new Rolex is a Chrome Hearts watch, yeah

Pulling up to a nigga block with the Draco
Shoot it to his fucking face close so the case closed
Smoking gas, feel like Cheech & Chong (Cheech)
Yeah, and I'm having racks, boy, I feel just like Big Meech, yeah
Took your ho to church, told that ho to preach
Ain't authorize the search so it's fuck the police
Yeah, they know I keep the narcotics
Bitch, we hard-body
Sawed-off shotty turn you to a port-a-potty