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Verse 1
F#
Gm
F#
(Frayser Boy)
Bay Area Represntitives
Smoke somethin wit me, Drank somethin wit me,
Pop somethin with me
F#
Whatever you got man
fuck wit me
Verse 2
F#
(Verse One)
Gm
Now its time to tell the truth,
F#
Dm
while a nigga in the booth
Gm
F#
Gm
Tryin to lay this rap down,
G#
Gm
F#
so I can get it out to you
Been sippin on some syrup,
Gm
maybe why my speesh spurred
Dm
F#
Gm
Damn, I mean my speech slurred,
F#
Gm
hardly gettin out my words
F#
Gm
Ridin a car, in to lanes,
Dm
about to crash on the curb
Gm
F#
Gm
Smokin Blueberry Weed man
Dm
fuck what cha heard
Gm
Popped a couple pills now its
Dm
time to pick up a girl
Gm
Arrived at her house,
Dm
she came out lookin kinda perdy'
F#
Gm
Banged all night to next day,
bout until two
F#m
Gm
Sex was great,
Dm
Gm
came to find out she popped some pills too
Dm
Gm
Get something to eat up the street,
Dm
then I hit my nigga Crunchy
F#
Gm
F#
I know its on, we have smoke outs,
Gm
Dm
every fuckin Sunday
F#
Gm
Dm
Hit the club, later on that night,
Im drunk off Hypnotic
Gm
Nigga barely holdin on a
Dm
party goin on in my body
Gm
F#
Gm
Fire a blunt up in the club,
F#
Dm
niggaz reachin like a savage
F#
Gm
Need to go and see some help to con
Dm
trol my drug habit
Verse 3
Dm
(Chorus x2)
Ill bring the weed
You bring the liquor
Grab them pills
Verse 4
Lets pop up my nigga
Dm
(Verse Two)
Gm
F#
Where them weed smokers at
Gm
Where the weed at
Where them weed smokers at
F#
Where the where the weed at
Gm
Chillin on the weekend,
Dm
Am
Dm
I'm at the red light
E
Dm
Gm
Roll up a couple blunts up,
Dm
I need to get my mind right
F#
Gm
My dog had a bag of blow,
Dm
but I aint wit that shit lil Bro
F#
Its just an idea,
Gm
Dm
I can't have nothing goin up my nose
F#
Swing by the liquor store,
Dm
get a half pint of gin
F#
Take a couple swigs,
Gm
Dm
then a nigga pass it to a friend
Gm
Stay high everyday do
Dm
this on a daily basis
F#
Gm
Tell me stop doing drugs,
Dm
I give yo ass a crazy face
F#m
F#
Had a job, but I got fired,
F#m
I'm like whats next
F#
F#m
Supervisor got results back,
from my drug test
F#m
I was high when I wrote this song,
I know that dont surprise
F#m
F#
For fun I smoke a lot of weed
F#
F#
and kick it with the guys
F#
F#
Keep greens in my eyes,
Dm
got a blunt up to my lip
F#
So far its got me
Dm
spreaded, minds goin on a trip
F#
F#m
Gm
So thats it, got a gut,
Dm
so for real I aint chokin'
F#m
Gm
Take a swallow out my beer I'm on
Dm
the next thang smokin
Outro 1
(Chorus x2)
Dm
F#m
F#m
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