Smoke Again

Put that shit in the air that nigga gone choke again
I got 50 in the clip just for you and your fuckin friends
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
Nigga say he want smoke I think lil bro popped a bar
Nigga a 28 to a 24 Nigga
Times it by 2 that 4448
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
Nigga say he want smoke I think lil bro popped a bar

I never changed on my brother
Nigga If it's fuck you then fuck it
If you mug me Imma buss ya
I'm a trappa real hustler
3 bands platinum bubba
make my profit triple double
Times 2 if I front ya
Play with that check royal rumble
Got them racks but I'm Humble
Need some ice next summer
New residence same number

Nigga you know I won't change on the gang
Just keeping it real though
Extended mag I no I ain't no drag
But my glock totin a dildo
Give a fuck how you feel hoe
If I ain't got the real I'm selling fake pills hoe
And I trap in the hills though
and I keep me a glock
just know it's concealed though
And these bullets they real hoe
Only need one shot but I'm gone make you feel 4
but a nigga in a figure 4
Rob me a nigga like Snow on tha Bluff
"Where the Fuck the Blow"
Nigga you know that you a hoe
If I mark your ass green lil nigga know it's a go
and we swift we don't move slow
we gone wet you ass up don't get caught in that slippery slope

Nigga say he want smoke again
Put that shit in the air that nigga gone choke again
Hit his ass with that FN
I got 50 in the clip just for you and your fuckin friends
Nigga know we can go to war
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
You in traffic shoot up your car
Nigga say he want smoke I think lil bro popped a bar

Nigga say he want smoke again
Put that shit in the air that nigga gone choke again
Hit his ass with that FN
I got 50 in the clip just for you and your fuckin friends
Nigga know we can go to war
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
You in traffic shoot up your car
Nigga say he want some I think lil bro popped a bar

Ain't no posting up on the block
better keep that shit moving if you ain't got none for sale
In the trap with a hundred bails
bout 50 exotics they all got a different smell
You can trap but it won't work
only time you get gangsta is after you pop a perc
I be seeing through all that
hit a move with the drake make him flip fore he fall back
I get slimy out the bread
on 375 you heard what Bagg said
Had a play on a 100 meds
but half was fake and he ain't even notice dat
Had a gun but he didn't blow it back
so stop all the cap you not a lil Killa
2 to the head we put him in a spitter
CTE gang whole team full of hittas
Got a problem cuz we took some from you come and get up with me
Get Rich or Die bitch I'm trying
and I'm strapped up with this 50
No approaching me you can't get up close
Get hit with this 10 milly
He got dumped in the river but they found him in Mississippi

Nigga say he want smoke again
Put that shit in the air that nigga gone choke again
Hit his ass with that FN
I got 50 in the clip just for you and your fuckin friends
Nigga know we can go to war
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
You in traffic shoot up your car
Nigga say he want smoke I think lil bro popped a bar

Nigga say he want smoke again
Put that shit in the air that nigga gone choke again
Hit his ass with that FN
I got 50 in the clip just for you and your fuckin friends
Nigga know we can go to war
Gone let off some shots have you fly like a shooting star
You in traffic shoot up your car
Nigga say he want smoke I think lil bro popped a bar



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Writer(s): Charles Lloyd, Doughboy D
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