Released: July 24, 2016

Songwriter: The Game

Producer: Jelly Roll (Big Baby)

[Verse 1]
I'm like Method Man and Red Man with the swishers
Blowing chronic out my mouth while they taking pictures
I tell that bitch drop that ass like she hit the switches
I take the phone and take a selfie while I'm fuckin' bitches (take that heat, yeah)
Now bounce to a nigga that know Dre and O'Shea
I kill that pussy like OJ and no way a nigga gonna outsmoke me
I smoke more than B Real and that nigga Snoop D-O-double G
Throw up the Westside, even if your fuckin' rag on the left side
Tonight I'm fuckin' with you, two ice cubes in my cup
A little Henny, nigga with an attitude, what's up?
Yeah, 6-4 Impala and I'm outta there
Bitch riding shotgun, looking like a bobble head
Wait, wait, wait for a minute and let a nigga roll his blunt (get high)

[Hook]
If you still fuck with Dr. Dre (get high)
If you miss 2Pac and Nate (let's get high)
I mean, every time you come to LA (get high)
Ain't it good to you? (yeah, yeah)
The doc said I had a weed addiction
So I'm smoking this chronic with no prescription, (get high)
Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition

[Verse 2]
When I say roll it up, roll it up trick
It's Aftermath, let 'em know who you fuckin' with
All we do is smoke and get high
We be having zips, let 'em smell this shit
35 Million and I still might sell this shit
Gray smoke, elephant
Look around this party, ain't this motherfucka hella lit?
These niggas is zeros, we came with pre-rolls
Same niggas used to moving kilos, (get high)
Yeah, all fuckin' day nigga
See me bouncin' in the six-six-tre
Like I won't let this motherfucking terror destroy
Three-wheeling with a cloud of kush in my jaw
Thousand dollar blunts, what a nigga want?
Pistol grip pump, ride with it in the fuckin' trunk
California skunk, nigga this the funk
Top of the Roscoe's with the front, my Impala, (get high)

[Hook]
If you still fuck with Dr. Dre (get high)
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's (get high)
I mean, every time you come to LA (get high)
Ain't it good to you? (yeah, yeah)
The doc said I had a weed addiction
So I'm smoking this chronic with no prescription (get high)
Break it down, get a blunt and twist it
Game got his own strain, Doc 2 edition (get high)

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three