Rob Tré - Chronic Lyrics

Beat up the block
We them niggas used to creep up the block
Errybody wanna key to the streets
They ain't tell you what you need is a lock
Used to try to keep a hand they could reach
Nowadays I kick my feet up and watch
Friends like these you never needed the ops
Gas you up N take the key to yo car
Leave you in park

Lately been weedin em out
Beatin the drought
Keep it a bean it'll sprout
Team out here beatin the block
Sowin the seed just to Reap up the cream of the crop

I never needed the clout
Just needed some loud
Sativa to even me out
But you and yo bitch
Just can't seem to stay offa my dick
Swear you kids is like peas in a pod

Shawty play D at the top the key like I'm bringin it down
Still busted 3 in her mouth
Swear that she slipped n fell on to my dick n then gave me the key to the house

Heat never reachin me now
Peaked on the ground
Restin my feet on a cloud
Cheifin on Venus
But Soon as the single come out
I'ma see what Serena about

Undefeated all my features like water in streams I be springin a leak in the drought
Bits n pieces of they middle fingers in my memories I bet they needin me now

Please believe me take it easy or swim with sashimi I really don't need any bouts
Keep me a piece case they thinkin that keepin the peace
Ain't gone reach em a piece of the crown

Look it's Rob baby
Whole god damn squad crazy
Do it big like the bar baby
Im the man to be take em where they can't reach
Tell em don't thank me it's my job baby
Still got beef with the barbradys
Still roll trees while the car swangin
I done made the links tryna hit green
But I'm still one swing outta par baby

What it do its T R E I got a flow like chronic
Take this hooked on phonics
For how to kick them ebonics
I spit it sick as bubonic

I bring that plague to your speakers
Dam its a shame cant see your preacher
Without bringing yo heater
From kicking game playing fifa
To kicking game at Kadijah
I know she maybe a skeezer
So 5AM when I leave her
I can't mix business and leisure
Green on my head like i'm Cesar
Keep me fly till I die at night I dream of Aaliyah

One time for the fallen soldiers
Middle finger to the protozoa
I just wanna put my city on while IM rollin doja out in barcelona
Knit the clique up just a little closer
Stitch the picture just a little slower
You gone Split the hemming tryna cut the corners
Gotta thread the needle keep the game sowed up

Rob Tre still a strain smoker
Tryna change a couple vain motives
Can't be spendin my payola
Sayin red rover send yo dame over

Whip flipped almost game over
Still here guess yo boy chosen
Still remember when the whoadie told me
Gotta Listen clostest to what's unspoken

Wait I need a breather
Nah I need a reason to cheif with Moesha Tamara and Tia
Nah I need Kadijah a freak for week living single that lead into Martin and Gina
But I know that she ain't a keeper it's easy to leave her
If shawty gone smoke all my weed up
Need to stay on the tip of my sneakers them geezers want me on they strings
Like I'm skeeter

Just let it wave out out the speakers
Shit is a marvel it oughta turn y'all to believers
Shout out to all of my people that's findin an equal tween eatin and dodgin the reaper

Still that RIP that Trill Nigga
F*ck Gucci and Hilfiger
F*ck I got yo brand for
If you not tryna build wit me

What it do its T R E I got a flow like chronic
Take this hooked on phonics
For how to kick them ebonics
I spit it sick as bubonic

I bring that plague to your speakers
Dam its a shame cant see your preacher
Without bringing yo heater
From kicking game playing fifa
To kicking game at Kadijah
I know she maybe a skeezer
So 5AM when I leave her
I can't mix business and leisure
Green on my head like i'm Cesar
Keep me fly till I die at night I dream of Aaliyah