Lyrics
Now my wiggaz are back, for that third part of crack and we getting fucked up
we smoke dat shiiit, we smoke dat shiiit ayyyy
My wiggaz still rhyme, but we don’t sniff lines, we just toke away,
lean back smoke crack lean back smoke crack
Chinky DaMouse (Verse 1):
back again its chinky damouse,
for more hit, one more blow, den im out,
outta this game, outta my brain,
dis crack has gotta nigga goin insane,
gotta split persona and alter ego,
his name is mike jones and he is emo,
hes balder than a cancer patient on chemo,
dealing crack, I whip it like devo (whip it good),/
cruising in a chevy, rick ross ridin high (chevy ridin high),
be swanging from lane to lane just to get by,
im riding dirty wit krayzie Bone, getting pissed,
attracting more attention than floyd landis,
I don’t know where im going whit dis shit,
Maybe it’s all the crack that I smoke bitch,
Im like kobe, just give me the rock,
And ill drain anyone at pong half cocked,/
Comin outta the box, stepping to the plate,
Supercharged on crack, like frosted flakes,
Tony the tiger’s all over the place,
He’s still shouting out, man they’re greattttt!!!,
But dese aint no motherfucking corn flakes,
Dese are white rocks that we cooked’n baked,
Hes the first one trippin, ill take dat bet,
Cause he did mo blow than the king, J-depp/
Im not quitting, I aint done just yet,
Got 12 rocks gone, and half dat shit left,
Call me chinky damouse or platinum player,
Imma crackhead, so vote me in as mayor,
Yep, and yall niggaz shalt not be wary,
Cause I wont get caught like Marion Barry,
but yall better re-elect me into office,
cause if ya don’t, ya niggaz best be cautious/
