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ft ab soul smoke dza - hearses (ft. ab-soul) - smoke dza lyrics

(killa)
i just can’t say no (x3)
(killa)
i just can’t say no (x3)
let em know that i’m giving out he-rs-s
giving out he-rs-s
yeah
giving out he-rs-s (x2)
yeah

riiiiiiiiiiiggghhtt
16 bars of death
keep my posites on they neck
i’m a really f-ckin’ cold fly n-gg- i’m a jet
you a bird -ss n-gg- you be sh-ttin’ in your ?
every line is bullet n-gg- i hope you got your vest
mad? n-gg-s stay mad at me haters in form of flattery
f-ck n-gg- give liu kang fatalities
i ain’t never worry, a real n-gg- ain’t gotta say he a real n-gg-
cuz, n-gg-s know already
talk grease but i’m your favorite ar-tist
every verse is funeral i’m a walking ortiz
kush god speed, your chick f-ck with them gangsters she ronchy
that’s on me
you cuff em up cause she a bad girl
pop off with a n-gg- she a fast f-ck
threw the cake in my face
told me happy birthday, show mad love
mash-up, roll up, smoke mad bud
then i be casper for a bl-w j-b and a back rub
dza

(killa)
i just can’t say no (x3)
(killa)
i just can’t say no (x3)
let em know that i’m giving out he-rs-s
giving out he-rs-s
yeah
giving out he-rs-s (x2)
yeah

look
what the f-ck you gon’ say about me?
can you tell em i’m the same og?
i smoke weed, get high, keep it locked i stay low key
watch you mind your f-ckin’ business
respect the hnic
replace the n and c with two eyes and you’ll see me
throwin’ up the f-ckin three
three letters, tde
and that’s for eternity
kush god and the god mc
once again, but it’s more to see
you might have been to sea world
but have you really seen the world
ask yourself these type of things
solar system don’t go against him
there is no one else alike
used to have them pipe dreams
now b-tches dream about my pipe
but now we onto bigger things
reaching peaks and different heights
women that do different things, still got lean all in my sprite
f-ck life i’m going all out
it’s your broad’s house, and my b-lls out
i got demons in my life, i need jesus in my life
but i ain’t sipping wine, i’ll be fine popping champagne
and we’ll bring pain to your camp
if you don’t join the campaign

another vehicular homicide, chris dorner sniper lies
sandy hook, columbine, minus the crisis actors
you n-gg-s born slackers, your voice don’t even matter
so mute the chatter, f-ckin rappers
this that flow they mic jack, ‘this is it’ n-gg-
don’t watch me, watch my neck and how my wrist lit up
i came back from mines on you jabronis, i don’t mingle with you phonies
b-tch i’m kony, alcatraz on the track
attack like a savage cat
undertaker, this the casket match
pallbearer bring the urn out
they won’t win til we quit, we don’t burn out
dza

- ft ab soul smoke dza lyrics

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