let me tell you about the time i smoked with b real smokeout 09 that shit was mad trill fresh off the plane in lax from houston texas soon as i land my game blessed raw cone so thick with the glass tip i hit that shit and coughed up a lung quick sen dog laughed and said homie don t trip catch your breath and take another hit playa keep it lit i m chokin still smokin choppin game with the smoke gods oh my god leanin like a tripod rolled it up so large going so hard i swear i could see stars let me tell you bout the time let me tell you bout the time i smoked with cypress hill let me tell you bout the time let me tell you bout the time i smoked with cypress hill cypress hill cyp cypress hill cyp cypress hill cypress hill cyp cypress hill cyp cypress hill let me tell you bout the time let me tell you bout the time i smoked with b real i had flavors we was gone we burnt a weed field made a album in a week we smoked with snoop dogg wiz khalifa baby bash devin and paul wall we was all across the world burnin pounds with fans cops hopped on the bus he told us grow more plants let me tell you bout the time i lost my mind i was on jet fuel and cold moonshine papers burnin slow b real rolled good with some hash in the middle of a fresh backwood paul got me chillin with a cup so white let me tell you bout the time i put bo on ice  now let me tell you about the time i smoked with b real and sen it was 2010 way out in amsterdam it was hella cloudy backstage the crowd was ready to blaze and bobo and turn t it up to a race i smoked a swizzle that s a joint laced with kief and hash oil cause dr greenthumb grows in and soil light em up back to back like a merry go round some bad bitches vip passin mary around then somebody passed that vapor now i m high as a skyscraper cause if you smoke with cypress hill you know you smokin major yeah yeah you know you smokin playa when you put that in the aiar what about that time we smoked in hollywood right on la brea 