yo chronic//
ur prolly writing ur shit wit hooked on phonics//
u smoking da weed while u bleed//
my disses are like knifes//
theyll stick in ya and pullin them out would look BLEAK//
u can wear the knives as ur bling bling//
soon nigga im gonna make u look rich//
cause im gonna continue to fling//
chrronic u like it doggy style//
u love it when ur mommy gets on u wit STYLE//
now she really tired//
she got no more power to push that shit in//
ud both have to be in the showa//