Cali Chronic

Turn it up [Huddy Combs] Yo, when I roll you know the cats be out So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out I call in from the pen to try to see what that be 'bout Cuz I catch a fool slip and yo, his ass is out [Blinky Blink] Hud, stay on the low, pop two cops Thug, Against All Odds, like Tupac I'm caked up, dog-tired from Jacob Platinum, reach for it then wake up [Huddy] For top dollar yo, I squeeze my trigger And Lord knows, I'll lead this nigga Cuz I'm down for whatever