[Juicy J talking]
  Mane check this shit out we was up in Chicago right
  With my nigga big hamp the nigga pass me a blunt
  Like smoke this shit nigga this some bin laden weed
  Y'all don't know nothing bout this down south
  What the fuck is bin laden weed its three different
  Kinds of weed all grown together that shit some straight killer
  Them Chicago niggaz call it bin laden mane some straight fie
    [chorus 4x's]
  Who got that hydro
  Who got that light green
  Who got that Bobby brown
  Who got that laden weed
    [DJ Paul]
  I swear sometimes I got to get high to hang around my hoe
  Sometimes I feel like I got to get high to hang round niggaz I know
  I sped it up on weed I slowed it down on snow
  Cause I seen somany niggaz fall off that blow
  One day they got it all and aint got shit to show
  So I came to my natures I had to cut that hoe
  So know I'm feeling happy I'm on that binny bin laden
  And niggaz is acting like they don't know what the fuck just happened
  My vision getting blurry I'm about to fall asleep
  Or am I dying I need to eat cause this some poutin weed
  My life start flashing like holograms like right in front
  Of my own face I never felt this way on one blunt
  I see my son gaining life and my dad losing his
  And old girlfriends and niggaz I shouldn't hung with
  The picture starting to fade its getting hard to breath
  I'm blacking out with no post up under my shirt and sleeve
    [Chorus 4x's]
    [Juicy J]
  Well since I'm on bin laden let me tell you a story
  Bout these three pussy rappers who couldn't do nothing for me
  Gave a whole lot of cheese said I fucked him his shit
  Smoked a whole lot of weed so he seem to forget
  Who bought trunks and you cars gave you bitches and hoes
  Who told you ass to take a bath when you thought you was raw
  Mane I tell you he a killer when we talk on the phone
  When you see him face to face he'll leave you alone
  That's why I'm smoking on this fucking bin laden
  All my niggaz in the hood they got it
  Take one little puff you a addict
  Take a gun to the head means tragic
  Boy I tell you like this we can smoke it anywhere
  In front of police station with a six pack of beer
  Seven a.m. in the morning just watching people stare
  Let 'em point them damn fingers say they wild over there
    [Chorus 4x's]
    [Lord Infamous]
  Ey ey its glowing like its indigo I smell it through the bag
  I'm floating like a magic carpet straight from bagdad
  From my brains from my blood from my lungs from the dutches
  Cant just let this reefer just escape from my a conscious
  Cause its the substance I'm loving I'm buzzing
  Smoking like a narven huffing and puffing
  Came from the Indonesia, Colombian or kaliman
  Or its by the welfare straight from the taliban
    [Crunchy black]
  Do you remember me from smoking good weed
  Break it down roll it up give it the indo need
  Do you remember me from no sticks no seeds
  Or you remember me from putting you on this laden weed
  Get yo funds together and come go and see
  I'm gone take you on the strip where bin laden be
  This one blunt action you'll have to smoke and see
  Have you choking, falling out with your family
    [Chorus 4x's]