Hustle Gang - Want Smoke lyrics

Man, aye It’s really like Hustle Gang everything I don’t want no peon round me Only bosses in my clique, you know what I’m saying? Get your own s**t, run the bag, yo n***aa. (Hustle Gang – Want smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got money (Boy, you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got power (F**k you, n***aa, you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got respect (Hey shorty, you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, aye. Anyway, what you gonna say? Foreign boo in our ride, we just gon’ run and play My b***h is foreign, get your cake up (But you know you don’t want no smoke) Hustle Gang over everything, shorty you know you don’t want no smoke This is a rap, this is a trap That’s lame hoe, she volunteered in the camp They call me Dro, this a four four I’m with a out of town broad, she don’t go-go Stick like a cactus, blow you off the atlas Run upon you with that Draco I got my ratchet and I’m rockin’ Coogi Don’t make me act a fool, don’t make me unload this uzi I go for the kick, I die for the kick, get money We saw light on the haze, I shoot ’em the back of the face I be the first n***a that’s catching a case I stalk through the hood, get a QP, I’m so G You can not do me, I’m a certified gangsta And I’m sponsored by Louis and Ralph And I’m on they tanner, make them pull them bands out Make her only stand out, man, what the plan now Keys in my hand, thirty bricks up in the van now F**k you saying now, me and T.I.P. gon’ cash out. And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got money (But you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got power (F**k you, n***aa, you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got respect (Hey shorty, you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, aye. Still do it, looking like I steal your hoe Still looking, still sing and hear bro Ain’t hear raise zone And I know it Ship it in here like a fake cake He’s making me a head-case, I think he Fed, bae You sayin’ he your homeboy, I say he dead weight No doubt about it, man I bought a new Bentley just so I can be proud about it Knew it from the beginning that beginning, handle my business Get all your money and do your time if you get it Play your position and play dumb as a witness Stay reminiscing but cap a line for nutrition Jab it and double what you mean and bail road R.I.P., O-G-D free me, free Roscoe too, Long Live King Truth One too many millionaires still rapping Make you Feel it in the Air Tonight like Phil Collins Here it coming, pull on you with your side b***h like we got problems Pistol better not be where you’re riding You drove all the way and put it on a side b***h You mean a doe hoe in the red Bentley truck for Saturday. And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got money (But you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got power (F**k you, n***aa, you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got respect (Hey shorty, you know you don’t want no smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, see. Full money and power, n***as gonna respect you regardless Fell sleep last night when I was alone in the car Whole army of shooters and Wa**i’s the sergeant Too hot, you’ve gotta blow it like a sacred cartridge Hey, I’m a giant, y’all real small, I cut my hands off before I fear y’all You s**ers ain’t trillville My chrome still will get to singin’ like Johnny Gil n***a, get it how you live it in the street for real Not the industry, that’s the difference P gang no sure for hanging, I bet you did Demanding my respect, n***as dropping, they gon’ get it I don’t just rap about it, my city’ll tell you that I live it .. And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got money (But you know you don’t want smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got power (F**k you, n***a, you don’t want smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, we got respect (Hey shorty, you know you don’t want smoke) And we got what these n***as ain’t got, aye .. (But you know you don’t want no smoke) .. (Shorty, you know you don’t want no smoke) .. (Hey shorty, you know you don’t want no smokeee)