[B-Real]:

Who freaks the funk when the niggas wanna hit the blunts

And feel the effects of the skunk

Ain't no clue to what's in my trunk

When ya wanna step up, and get done like the punk

Passin' lumps with my hand on the pump for protection

Follow my direction

Ya caught up, in the complex, listen

Now I roll a joint as I make the fat point

Yo we ain't criminals, just the gangsta originals

But the pigs won't leave me alone

They triyin' to snatch up the green home grown, maricon

Can ya gettcha own rate like I'm throwin'

Fortifiy this beaka and stone

[Hook]

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

[Son Doobie]:

Let me get a sip of the vino

You smart, ok though

I'll smack ya ass like my name was Al Pacino

Who knows?, we know

Like Fenny Babarino

Holey Toledo, run shit like the gambinos

Cause I want the funk and you know I'm gonna get it

Just like Armaggetin', son ya gonna be sweatin'

I got'cha runnin', hidin', it's the doobie pirate

Can ya hear the sirens, I'm gonna be arrivin'

Don't touch the dial, Mr. denile

I go the extra mile to stepp on ya like tile

Cause we, funk the ultimate flow like coligan

If were in the 60's we'de rock the Ed Sullivan

Now on Soul trian and like John Cultry

I got the doobie bass swinigin' like a gold chain

[Hook]

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk

Stoned is the way of the walk