"Where The Weed @t?" Feat. The Grouch (My Alter Ego)

-Lyrics- (hey, where the weed at...) (nigga we outta weed...) (sh*t, call the connect...) (call the connect...) (my nigga, we really need to get some weed, right now!) yo... i heard you in uptown niggas, be knowing where weed is at... well, good... cause i been... looking for that buddha sac... (ayo, tell them niggas we want a discount...) don't worry about the price, if the price is cool... we can handle that... most niggas won't travel long distance, for some Scooby Snacks... than alone the buds ain't worth the bowl match... make sure that sh*t is real sticky-ickey, last time the weed was like lawn mower shavings... (yea, i remember that!) use to slang "O's" straight out of my crib yo... (quit playing... call the connect, and put that order in...) i did kidd... he said he be here as soon as he can... (okay, let's spark that joint beforehand...) nigga, you always in a rush to smoke weed... (i know, it's cause i have glaucoma...) nigga, you do NOT have glaucoma... (i do, everytime I smoke weed, i got a coma...) sh*t, you stupid nigga... the connect just text me, he said he's outside... waiting for us to jump in his ride... (man, this nigga better have some stank... if he don't, im guarentee to put sugar in his tank...) I'm sure them niggas from uptown, got the best around... just know if things go south, we taking all his clout... (damn boi, now you finally talking some sense...) don't worry about a damn thing... either we getting this weed or making this nigga bleed... now follow my lead... what's up man... you got what I need? is it any good? f*ck it! here's the money, and the goods... we'll definitely be calling you if we like it... dude... (nigga, there best be nothing but nuggs in our sac...) play it cool man, i'm the one whose got the sac... and if this sh*t ain't good... imma want my money back! (yea, nigga, on the block...) cool, peace... you ready to smoke, bring out the bong out... damn... wait... nigga, there's something wrong... (what?! he short our sac...) NO... my nigga... he gave us rocks & grass... (DAMN!!)