[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

Cause I stay laced (from head to toe)

Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more)

Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high)

I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry)

La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da

La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da

[Roscoe]

Low key, O.G. (it's Roscoe the Soto)

I'm blowin' dodo on the low-low (duck, duckin' po-po)

I'm known to hit the city traffic grippin' the milli-matic for static

Catch me all up in your Bentley jackin' your stereo system, drillin' at it

One eye open for the law, through it all we delinquents

(Yeah) awol at Juvi' Hall

With a stink scent from chronic all throughout my car

THC all throughout my cigar

With a drink, bent, 'bout to vomit all over the yard

My loose pit's freely roamin' the reservoir

My tooth chipped, now I spit better bars

My crew sick, pursuin' the stars and the shoe fits

We not the ones to hate on or fool with

On one, the wrong Young Guns to screw with

We assassin's (from head to toe), stay into it

War with us is Russian roulette

[Chorus: Sleepy Brown]

Cause I stay laced (from head to toe)

Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more)

Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high)

I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry)

Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da

Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da

Hey, when I feel like smokin'

Uh hurry up Shante, roll the 'dro

Oh work it out, little mamma

Let me see yo' ass scrub the floor

And oooh Lord, this straight Hennessy hittin' the spot

And oooh Lord, partyin' like it's the last day I got

Cause I stay laced (from head to toe)

Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more)

Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high)

I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry)

Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da

Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da, da da da da

[Roscoe]

Yeah, they call me Young 'Scoe, Goodie's, Dungeon Family

From ATL to L.A. all day, and Philly-Philly

See me dippin' with my Eastside thugs and my Westside gangstas

Kid with the purddy mouth, reppin' the dirty South

Roscoe, Pico, Rico, Sleepy, and C-Lo (yeah)

We rollin' Geo's on the D-low in G-mode

Now this is what it sounds like when the G's cry

We ease up, speed by ya and squeeze fire

Up by coastal Don, I'm off the wire

And I'm bulletproof attirin' 'til the day I retire

Me and bro, we share two heat's and one vest

We keep 'em underneath the seats, so come test

The young jackrabbit, with a bad habit to jab rapid

Rap addict ever since I first took a stab at it

Up in the lab, slash addict with the studio

Set up and the wall's padded, yeah

[Chorus: Sleepy Brown] - X 2

Cause I stay laced (from head to toe)

Got the three wheel motion (sip on some more)

Such a good feelin' (and I'm so high)

I blow my smoke in the sky (call out the gangsta cry)

La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da

La da da da, da da da da, la da da da, da da da da