DJ Battlecat - Coolin' in da Ghetto lyrics

[Intro] Westside Ooh, baby Ghetto Life [Chorus] Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) [Verse 1: I Smooth 7] Say won't you take a seat, and welcome to my session I'm coolin' in da ghetto, vibing high, buddah blessings Let me take my time, 3 grams cause it's phat Joint after joint, sack after sack God let's blaze 'till my eyes is red tight It's divine in the morning and divine in the night Say what's the best weed? Well that's the weed you got Throw it in the zag, light the match, then you're shellshock Let me hit a corner so I can pick a buck (Whaddup?) I just got a dub of that good divine stuff Pup jumped in, he said "I smelled it down the block" Buddah's the word and the side is the rock I gotta blaze it, first it's burning in my throat Now my eyes is red, I'm a hustler so I won't show What's going on? I feel free as a bird I'd like to think Jah giving respects to the herbs This fog is going thick, it's [?] deep in the smokescreen The blaze's going high as earn in my [?] Sunday night, high as hell off the [?] In the middle of a forest fire tryna dodge the law The sound is up, windows down, freeing the contact I'm thinking to myself, "That was a cool sack" Like I'm on a high, a deep purple haze And maybe you get blunted yeah, so let's blaze [Chorus] Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) [Verse 2: Mista Mad Pup] Rolling down the avenue, heading for the bud spot Lookin' out for cops cause they sweat me when they catch me All I'm out to do is get a pouch of indo puff Cause I like the stuff, never get enough Pull up in the driveway, 'bout to go and handle this Get it ready for me cause I'm coming for the cannabis Stopped and got a 5-pack of Philly's on my way So I'm ready for the curb, word to the herbs Level with me Smooth, can you feel it like I feel it? Cause it's feeling good, man I'm feeling higher than I really should Oh, no, I stumbled upon the super bomb atomic weed The sh** I need Get a brother high enough to make me wanna sing Eyes tight enough to blindfold me with a piece of string But I'm still gonna blaze cause I'm down Roll up a fat one and pa** it around Everybody getting high, n***as choking, coughing, crying That's the sh** I'm buying, cause now I think I'm flying Let me hear some music man and get me out this phase Cause I'm dazed, man you should have never let me blaze [Chorus] Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) [Verse 3: I Smooth 7 & Mista Mad Pup] Said homie slow down so we can smoke a fat blunt And everyone around could smell the urple funk Well pour me a Philly silly and let me hook it in Alright, it's ready so let the ritual begin I'm feeling effects and I wanna flex s**, it's your turn next I was high, high so I let her pa** me by Say hold up homie this big b**h is running I gotta slow her down so let me lick her with my tongue'n And let me take a puff, she's hitting in the blaze It's Indonesia and I'm a damn s** slave Somebody help, this buddah's hotter than the spa This joint it kinda nasty, she likes ménage à trois Well pa** her to the homie, she's too much, I will not touch Because she wore me down, maybe I can hit her with force Next time she come around, right now I'm chilling Tryna catch my breath from the first smoke of a s**ual stroke She's almost gone, we gotta catch her with a crutch Chronic I love, so I smoke it 'till it's dust Now I'm high as hell as we pull up in the driveway I got one for the road Smooth, so let's blaze [Chorus] Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze The law no longer sweats me, I am an ex-slave Blunt after blunt, it's like a purple haze (Let me blaze) Coolin' n da ghetto, chillin' in the daze