Alright  alright  alright  alright  alright
Next we got a guy comin' out from Compton  California
He gonna tell you all about his experiment with a ** called Stix
That's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm
Those niggas down in  those black guys down in Compton
Down in Compton  yo  stop that
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
Pass me the dip  it's time to take a hit
Of the potent a** sh*t the kind that make you strip
Two headed critter  now I'm an airplane
Flyin' high inside my brain
You know karate  I no rizzeign
Try to beat me down I feel no pain
Puffer  toker  loopy loop smoker
Coolio Loca  laugh like The Joker
Loony  psychotic  nutty  kinda crazy
Down for mine that's the way mama raised me
Summertime we freak in the heat
Butt naked in the middle of the street
We're smokin' Stix  yeah
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
If you don't know how to do it  yo here's how ya do it
Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
Oh my God  Oh my God  Now the sh*t is lookin' lovely
Lights and stars all around me and above me
Never feelin' good  I watch a motherf**ker work
Try to step into the Circle I chop 'em up like wood
Put 'em in an envelope and send it off to Interscope
'Cause ni**a's gettin' short  I'm chokin' from the smoke
I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke
Got a large loot  got it robbin' that's 'cause I was broke
Jumped in the bucket  mad styles like a demon
If only you could trip off that sh*t that I'm seein'
I got to get a grip cos the ni**a's about to flip
Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin Stix  yeah
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
Who got the bomb  Who got the bomb
Somebody  Anybody  Who got the bomb
Woke up the next morning in a cold sweat
Under the bed  soakin' wet  wearin' boots and a hair net
Empty 45 was layin' on the dresser
Last night I played the role of the tester
Toked up a good bag  Jenna had a good nap
Flashback got me ready to scrap
I don't know what I done did
And I don't know where I done been
I know last night I robbed my friend
And if that's wrong then call it a sin
But I was broke and broke ain't no joke
And I can't cope without my Smith so
So dip it up and watch me suck it up
And I'll get f**ked up and I might go nuts
So pass the loot motherf**ker  pass the loot
Pass the loot motherf**ker to a troop
We're smokin' Stix