Cannabis Sativa, ha ha

Or in the heart of LA known as the chronic

Not to be confused with the bionic

Even though it does cost six million dollars, man, understand?

Ha ha, now we working with some new improved shit on this track

Nevertheless, not no stress, sucker-ass niggas

So now we're gon' move on and, uh, light a big fat one up for the world

And hit this once or twice and you'll be twice as nice

Get it? This is the chronic, ha ha

Blaze that motherfucker up then, nigga

Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get fucked up

Make my shit the chronic, I gots to fire it up

I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get fucked up

Make my bud the chronic before I take it home (Yeah)

Damn, my last joint, don't fuck with me, fool

Pass the bud

Who got the dub sacks?

I got it

Hoo-wee, this shorter than a motherfucker, man

You can take it or leave it, nigga

But I need a spliff right now

Roll this shit up then, nigga, and pass it

And I don't want no cess, brother

It's got to be the chronic, know what I mean, nigga?

Yeah, that's the chronic (Damn, it sure is), that's the chronic

That's the bomb bud (You ain't never lying)

Now, get me a motherfucking Zig-Zag and we're straight

Yeah, nigga, I got some

Or better yet, a motherfucking blunt (I got that shit)

A Philly blunt that is

Here you go

Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get fucked up

Make my shit the chronic, I gots to fire it up

I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get fucked up

Make my bud the chronic before I take it home

Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get fucked up

Make my shit the chronic, I gots to fire it up

I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get fucked up

Make my bud the chronic before I take it home

God damn, I'm fucked up

You ain't lying, I'm fucked up too, God (Yeah)

That shit ain't no joke, ooh, shit (Ain't no joke, fuck)

Nah, I don't want no more, I don't want shit

Just leave me alone, just let me just chill out and listen to this shit

What your mind doing, nigga? You can't hang? What the fuck's wrong?

I'm high, that's fucked up, damn

Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get fucked up

(They put in this weed? That's why they call this shit chronic)

Make my shit the chronic, I gots to fire it up (Your ass still high) (Mm)

I want the bomb, I want the chronic (Damn), I gots to get fucked up (Damn, shit)

Make my bud the chronic before I take it home (Fucked up, fucked up)

Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get fucked up (Fucking crazy, I'm fucked up, really)

Make my shit the chronic (Really, though), I gots to fire it up

(Nah, I'm cool than a motherfucker)

I want the bomb, I want the chronic (That shit, that shit's), I gots to get fucked up (That shit is crazy)

Make my bud the chronic (I'm high) before I take it home (Damn)

(That nigga Dre serving up some shit now)

Ooh, I'm ready to fuck some shit up now, baby

Hell, you can come on and fuck me up

Mm-hmm, (Uh-huh), triple cheeseburger

Oh, you talking about some food, I got some

Some fries and a motherfucking couple sodas and shit

And hot apple turnover and all that old shit, nigga

Ooh, I'm ready to get my munch on (Me too)

That bud smell good than a motherfucker too

I don't want hit no more of that old shit

That shit is not to be fucked with, not to be fucked with

I'm high, ooh, nigga, you pass that shit to somebody else

Nigga, I'm through for the night, I mean really though

Really though, nigga, let's go get some food, let's get up out this motherfucker

(Nah, man, we gonna go back and meet up with Dre)

'Cause, uh (For real, you ain't never lying)

No, nigga, don't be trying to pass me that shit

Nigga, I told you, I'm cool, I don't want nothing else

I'm out of here

Ha, I got another dub sack, nigga, ha ha