[Outro] Yup, right back at it Still smoking It was good dippin' with y'all man, I can't lie We all got high, we all laughed, we all cried Don't tell nobody, if they weren't here, f** em' Hahaha One time for the lifers Also, let me let you know, 2009 is on the way fo' sho' Smoke one for the whole Taylor Gang Everything in motion fo' sho' Month after month And we still gon' bring through what you want Audio kilo's in the trunk Check it out, I was dippin' the other day in my 65 I was in my Eastside 65 on them gold 13's But I was way on the West Bank And I ran into my homeboy I hadn't seen him in a minute But we got volume's and volume's and cla**ics when it comes to this rap sh** If you've been f**ing with me, like you say you f** with me So when I say Street Wiz, you should know That you in high cla** company I could talk about it, or I could just let him get in here [Verse: Street Wiz] One, two, two into the three Street Wizzy still up in my fresh JET High, rollin' to the Cali best you can breathe See me steady surfing on the beach in [?] All of my [?], say pardon my 23's I been up bu*ter running, I'm fresh and I'm hella clean Put on that pedal sh**, imagine that coke freeze All 'bout the money grips, I'm sipping that purple lean I could make money flip, you know I'm a trap king Still in my two step, I'm still with this rap swing Biotch City of Compton