Dank Season
(feat. Seff the Gaffla)
Its the dank season for nineteen ninety four
Seff the Gaffla and Rappin 4, yo
Everybodys smokin chronic ****** the reason
It must be pleasin man its dank season
[x2]
For 1994, Tay is in this mutha******a
An I could never be a silly stupid ass sucka
Busta, it runs in the family
Shakin em, breakin em, takin em like a vet from the bay, G
Seff the Gaffla thats my ****** were persuin this
Giggalo, giggalo G, boy youre doin this, beat
So let me kick a verse about that ******t called chronic
Dont try to play it stupid cause I know you up on it
You probably just rolled you one, probably just smoked you one
Callin up the hooker play the ho for another one
Late night hustlin in the projects, O.C.
My brothers in the dark an were way past OD
Just flipped my money, feelin good and Im cheesin
Seffll hook you up or put you up on the season
[Chorus]
[Seff the Gaffla]
Rappin 4-Tay, whats up with these foos
Actin like hos when these ******s know the rules
So Im about to flow, an let these ******s know
About the Y, the B, the G, it aint easy being me, so
Break down the dank, roll it up with the quickness
Pass me a lighter so I can cure my sickness
How many hits does it take to make you stop?
How many tapes does it take to make you pop?
Go ahead an tell me cause I really wanna know
Smokinind-e-o with my ****** Rappin 4
Never beat around the bush Im gettin striaght to the point
After every meal I fire up a dank joint
Gettin high as a bird, a bald head eagle
Man I cant wait until they make dank legal
Thatll be the day thatll probably be the end
Loungin in the Mo smokin dank drinkin gin
Kinda like a rocker but I live in the ghetto
I got you hangin on so you better not let go
Have a seat, what cha see, dank in your cup
Gain your composure while a ****** fire up
I smoke dank daily to the point that Im lazy
Every day I smoke a half a quarter, cant faze me
You know who I am, so go ahead and jam
Fire up the dank while you let the tape slam , damn
I feel hella good for some reason
Got a ****** cheesin
Indos in season
Humboldt-Kelly all the way to the bay
Ragtop Productions with my homie Frankie J
Hooked a ****** up when he heard a ****** flow
Anotha platinum hit with the ****** Rappin 4
And oh, you didnt know , I coulda told ya
You aint got five on the dank that I hold ya
Ran out of Zags, get some more from the corner store
Seff the Gaffla, nineteen ninety Rappin 4
[Chorus ]
[x2]
Break a, break a twenty sack down to two joints
And ****** all that other ******t ******s gettin to the point
Pass me a baggie so I can empty the sack
I feel the bass in the back, if you can hang get the contact
Cause ******s twistin more than just your average dank smoker
Me an my homies we blaze this ******t we gets ova
An everyday routine if you fakin with your paper
Call up my ****** cause he clockin on this pager
Sticky, sticky green oh no I cant fade the brown leaf
Nothin does it better than that potent ass indo ******
Keepin my composure plus this doujas got me coughin
And if one of these ******s dont pass the blunt I might go off
An snatch it up an smash it up an puff it till its outta there
You say you spent twenty dollars but ask me if I care
Now I got the munchies, need some cookin from my boo
But shes out with her potters they in the cut smokin dank too
Seems that everybodys smokin plenty *********
But dont let that be the reason youre caught up in some drama
From slippin and trippin this lip until youre stuck
Sucka Free City ******s know whats up, whats up
[Chorus ]
[x2]
[talking]
Now pass that mutha******a up on the left hand side, man
Giggalo whats up G?
Whats up boy? You know Im still just chokin smokin same old thing
Aint nothing changed
Yeah, Ima send this one out to all the dank smokers out there
Its all good baby boy
Its the dank season
And let the chronic be the mutha****** reason
We up out this mutha******a for 1994
Me and Seff the Gaffla, its like that G
Here we are
Thats real
And dont forget, its the dank season