[Big Smoke, CJ]
Get him, Smoke!
Yeah yeah, you get that shit, nigga....
Yeah, fuckwit Big Smoke! Remember that name
Hey
I'll have two number nines, a number nine large
Number six with extra dip
Number 7, hey
Two numbers 45s
One with cheese, chee- chee- chee- chee- chee- cheese
And a large soda, soda
And a large soda soda
(What the fuck?)
Yeah, fuckwit Big Book
What fucking book, nigga?
Same things makes us laugh, make us cry
They make us laugh, laugh, laugh
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
[Big Smoke and CJ, spoken]
CJ, this one's all yours, baby
Alright, I'm on it!
[CJ]
Welcome to San Andreas, I'm CJ from Grove Street
Land of the heinous, gang bangers and cold heat (??)
In Los Santos, neighbors get no sleep
Beefing with anybody, competing even police
For deepin' a green rag with both feet
Blast wit' a flag on the strap, that's OG
Stay in shape, hit the gym, lift the weights
Get super cut and big and buff, nice and straight
You got stats, respect, weapon skill
Stamina, muscle, fat and sex appeal
You get clothes from Bincos and ProLaps
Suburban, Zip, Victim and Deez Nuts
Watch yo' back when in Cluckin' Bell
Big Smoke gon' test just to guess up your
Dip dip dip, dip dip
Di-di-dip, dip dip
Listen for sirens, they don't got none
Back another lap, catch a straggler with a shotgun
Hittin 'em up with dat Grove Street like
In a dirty sling shot, Old Levi (???)
[Big Smoke, CJ]
Ha ha ha, ha ha!
(Big Smoke hits him with a glowing knife)
AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!