The Roach (The Chronic Outro) Lyrics – Dr. Dre
Cannabis Sativa, ha ha
Or in the heart of LA known as the chronic
Not to be confused with the bionic
Even though it does cost six million dollars, man, understand?
Ha ha, now we working with some new improved *** on this track
Nevertheless, not no stress, sucker-ass niggas
So now we’re gon’ move on and, uh, light a big fat one up for the world
And hit this once or twice and you’ll be twice as nice
Get it? This is the chronic, ha ha
Blaze that *** up then, ***
Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get *** up
Make my *** the chronic, I gots to fire it up
I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get *** up
Make my bud the chronic before I take it home (Yeah)
Damn, my last joint, don’t *** with me, fool
Pass the bud
Who got the dub sacks?
I got it
Hoo-wee, this shorter than a ***, man
You can take it or leave it, ***
But I need a spliff right now
Roll this *** up then, ***, and pass it
And I don’t want no cess, brother
It’s got to be the chronic, know what I mean, ***?
Yeah, that’s the chronic (Damn, it sure is), that’s the chronic
That’s the bomb bud (You ain’t never lying)
Now, get me a *** Zig-Zag and we’re straight
Yeah, ***, I got some
Or better yet, a *** blunt (I got that ***)
A Philly blunt that is
Here you go
Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get *** up
Make my *** the chronic, I gots to fire it up
I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get *** up
Make my bud the chronic before I take it home
Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get *** up
Make my *** the chronic, I gots to fire it up
I want the bomb, I want the chronic, I gots to get *** up
Make my bud the chronic before I take it home
God damn, I’m *** up
You ain’t lying, I’m *** up too, God (Yeah)
That *** ain’t no joke, ooh, *** (Ain’t no joke, ***)
Nah, I don’t want no more, I don’t want ***
Just leave me alone, just let me just chill out and listen to this ***
What your mind doing, ***? You can’t hang? What the ***’s wrong?
I’m ***, that’s *** up, damn
Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get *** up
(They put in this ***? That’s why they call this *** chronic)
Make my *** the chronic, I gots to fire it up (Your ass still ***) (Mm)
I want the bomb, I want the chronic (Damn), I gots to get *** up (Damn, ***)
Make my bud the chronic before I take it home (*** up, *** up)
Make my bud the chronic, I wants to get *** up (*** crazy, I’m *** up, really)
Make my *** the chronic (Really, though), I gots to fire it up
(Nah, I’m cool than a ***)
I want the bomb, I want the chronic (That ***, that ***’s), I gots to get *** up (That *** is crazy)
Make my bud the chronic (I’m ***) before I take it home (Damn)
(That *** Dre serving up some *** now)
Ooh, I’m ready to *** some *** up now, baby
Hell, you can come on and *** me up
Mm-hmm, (Uh-huh), triple cheeseburger
Oh, you talking about some food, I got some
Some fries and a *** couple sodas and ***
And hot apple turnover and all that old ***, ***
Ooh, I’m ready to get my munch on (Me too)
That bud smell good than a *** too
I don’t want hit no more of that old ***
That *** is not to be *** with, not to be *** with
I’m ***, ooh, ***, you pass that *** to somebody else
***, I’m through for the night, I mean really though
Really though, ***, let’s go get some food, let’s get up out this ***
(Nah, man, we gonna go back and meet up with Dre)
‘Cause, uh (For real, you ain’t never lying)
No, ***, don’t be trying to pass me that ***
***, I told you, I’m cool, I don’t want nothing else
I’m out of here
Ha, I got another dub sack, ***, ha ha