(feat. B-Real)
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[Chorus]
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Ridin' High
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Switchin' lanes back and forth, poppin' strains of Indo
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We ridin' high
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Foot on the gas, car full and we smoke
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Ridin' high
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Laid back, smooth, it'll put you in the mood
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We ridin' high
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We're the Kings of the Chronic and this is how we do
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[D-Loc:]
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When I bounce out, I got a pocket full of weed
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Pants always sagged, Double Dash burnin' trees
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?? Can't understand the next line ??
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Stop at the liquor store to get a little somethin'
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Pick a 12 pack up, a couple of blunts
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Go back to the crib, now it's time to get drunk
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Call my girl up, 'cause I need a lil' love
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Roll another blunt, let the smoke float above
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[J Rich:]
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On a Sunday afternoon, just washin' my car
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Gettin' it ready for the night and the boulevard
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Polishin' all the chrome and shinin' up the tires
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Smokin' joint after joint, I couldn't get no higher
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Keep a mini-bong chillin' in my cup holder
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Plus a bag in my lap full of nothin' but the dosha
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Cruisin' out the neighborhood on a slow stoncreek ??
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I'm just out ridin' high, simply doin' my thing
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[CHORUS]
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[B-Real:]
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Hittin' the weed and become just like me
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Kush smokin' rebel full of THC ??
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One hit, two hit, three hit, four
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Then five more hits from my eight foot Roor
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Then roll that shit up and hit it, pass it around
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Don't hog it up or we take it away and put you down
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You wanna medicate, meditate
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Been known for hittin' the bong, blunts, and the vaporate
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We ridin' high with an endless supply
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Because we ?? and put the red in your eyes
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We sack it up in three months, packin' the free lunch
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After the 420, we stackin' the damn money
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And so it goes if you're holidn' the dro
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Break it out, blaze it up, then you hittin' & hold (??)
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With the KMK or the Cypress blend
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You better twist those ends and go tell your friends
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[CHORUS]
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[Daddy X:]
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We rollin' out like Willy and the Chocolate Bunch
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With a ??, blowin' nothin' but the Skunk
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?? Can't understand the next line ??
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?? Can't understand the next line ??
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See the police, they ain't phasin' me
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I've had a lot of cops sit down & blaze with me
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Throw their guns and their badge on the table
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And break out a pound ??
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Ridin' High
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Kottonmouth Kings |