V12 The Hitman - Smoke lyrics

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V12 The Hitman - Smoke lyrics

Want Cocaina Call Boy Dem ounces in my house boy Bricks stashed in the basement, case a drought I bring em out boy And I wipe u out boy without leavin my house boy Remember that before u open up yo mouth boy Yo woman give me nice jaw Say dat you ha boy toy She just give me la choy Treat her like u like her Breakin down ten bails of kush I think I need a lighter Pulled up in my spiker But rolled off in my spider Thinkin like a miser Um actin like a tiger 20 bails and show yo n***a 850 an hour Gucci mane and willie kid u silly b**h Da stupidest Critics try to rate dis sh** affiliate da animal So icey da canibal I pistol whip yo manager Scratch off in da challenger Vacation in canada Drop dis sh** like dinosaur 40 bones Wrapped up with fruti All dem b**hes gotta go I stepped up my visuals Mo diamonds dan yo j**eler ho Gucci mane so icey got mo diamonds dan a j**elry store Mo diamonds dan a j**elry store gucci U talkin money n***as U talkin hoes n***a U talkin dope n***a don't want no smoke n***a I take advantage Make a body vanish Then I vanish in the vanquish My white boys In Kansas Got choppas 4 da low We movin snow avalanches Neva foldin like a pamphlet Or flakin like it's dandruff Control like damage Catch me on da yacht Sleepin good on a hammock But hood like a sugar sandwich Put a bandage on my cuts vvs man I put a bullet in u and man ya yes man Willie da kid um a decorated soldier And um stackin bills like oldsmo Vaseline and foldgers Kerosene and loads of Brown paper bags cash money like it's krogers Hood stock holders Stashin neva visit da banks much I put u n***as in da paint like a paint brush Me and gucci Roll like sushi Bubble like jacuzzi Closet full of coogi mutha f**er U talkin money n***a U talkin hoes n***a U talkin dope n***a don't want no smoke n***a Smoke and worth it fool Keep ya cool If ya do hide ya plate cause we gon eat ya food I got some men I swear will come up out da cuts in groups Ain't wearin jerseys but dey came out 2 da courts 2 shoot U don't want dat smoke boy I got dat choke smoke Throat hitter shots U don't believe me n***a watch See dats how n***as die Tryin 2 kno who and why [?] U da reason yo whole crew got popped Popped da rugger top drove half dis n***a head off his brain sittin em like it's in a drop Um ridin hollow tipps Them ain't spinnin daytons Keep smoke around me like um sammy davis Kush smokin got a n***a lookin half asian Rolled it up on [?] And 20 due in 80 Seem like these n***as hate it since um affiliated I throw dem e's and dem a's jus 2 initiate it

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