Warren G - Indo Smoke

Song Rating: 7.56/10

Song lyrics:

[Intro: G-Child]
Woo!, hey, this is the G-Child, spaceketeers
Are ya in the house baby, are ya in the house?
You know what Im sayin, cuz its that time
For you to kicks the funk online as we rewind
And then it will combine

[Verse 1: Mista Grimm]
Smokin on the bud, feelin kinda high
Sippin on the gin, feelin kinda fly
A Warren G production sits in the tape deck
As Mista Grimm raps over laps, dont say sh**
Just, listen and recline for a spell
Pa** the fat spliff back and forth (oh yeah)
Stuck, unable to breathe through the Chronic
Cloud that somehow prevents me from installin fresh air

[Verse 2: Warren G]
Ahh, Indosmoke
Pa** me the joint so I can take a toke
1 puff, 2 puff, 3 puff, 4 puff, 5 Im feelin real high
Lean into the side in my muthaf**in ride
With the O.G. gangsta glide
Woo!, hey now ya know
Inhale, exhale with my flow
Breakaway, come again like this
The LB to the C two times, dont miss
Cuz if you do, you break you get broke
Me and Mista G and the Indo Smoke

[Hook: Nate Dogg (x2)]
(Are you high yet?)
Whatever you do muthaf**a you betta not choke
This aint no stress, its the muthaf**in indo smoke

[Verse 3: Mista Grimm]
Fee, fi, foe, really doe
Im still smokin and sippin, talkin like a pimp
Freakin, seekin new lands without transport
Cuz indo smoke is a mans sport
I never feel stressed and thats the realist
Just a proper herb for my chronic illness
Please, let me go on with my day
Relax with phat tracks and a real fat J
Ooh, I think Im in love
Astounded from what it did, sended me far above
On a fly toke, I can brag for days
You cant swim with Grimm
Because my tidal waves - high
And thats no joke
Because Mista Grimm takes flight from the Indo Smoke

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 4: Mista Grimm]
Ignition to remission, blast off through the cos
Most of the voyage I enjoy is just a cause

I sonic boom when I return back to earth
Birth of a new rhyme will take no time
Im prepared, papers and a lighter to provoke
A comical scene to watch Mista Grimm choke
Then gain composure, compose a symphony
From C-H-R-O-N-I-C and Mista G mixed together nicely
Combinin, lick the linings, voilร !
A fat Chronic sack you can put in your jaw
H and R puff the stuff in ya lungs
Smokin on the Chronic, gettin straight sprung
Stretched, taken to the extreme feelin
Dancin on the ceilin like Lionel
If ya hear me on some vinyl
I break em till they cant be broke
As I soak, in the Indo Smoke

[Hook Outro: Nate Dogg]
[Are you high yet? (repeated in background)]
Take a trip with Nate Dogg to the Eastside
We will show you whether our gangstas love to get high
We get high on every street in Long Beach
So dont come to my hood thinkin that you can save me
n***as from funny land wanna come to the East and reveal
I gotta viscious left hook and youre damn right I will steal
Shots go out to my n***a Mista Grimm and you know Warren G
I gotta n***a named Gangsta Rod, you know B-Tip, you know me
My name is Nate D-O double G and Im comin straight from the East
Dont think you dont know where Im from, Im from 213

[Outro: G-Child]
Yeah, you know what Im sayin
19 ninety muthaf**in 3 (hey)
I got my muthaf**in n***as in the house
I got my n***a Mista Grimm in the house (uh, ah)
I got my n***a B-Tip in the house (uh, ah)
I got my n***a Nate Dogg in the house (uh, ah)
I got my n***a Ricky Rod in the house (uh, ah)
I got the n***a Butch in the house (uh, ah)
I got my n***a Greg in the house (uh, ah)
Hes engineering this, check it out
You know what Im sayin
Long Beach in the house
We hooked up with some people from West Covina
My n***a Mista Grimm, but you know
Aint nothing but a G Thang, uh
G Thang, but you dont hear me though, hahaha yeah
Are you high yet? (laugh) (x2)

Are ya high big baby?
Are ya high? (laugh) (x2)

n***a I asked you is you high (Im f**ed up)
I aint be gotten no women, n***a is you high, sh** (Im f**ed up)

Oh we can do this then
Hey, lets go
Its over big baby, hey

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 14:23