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g.t. – smoke lyrics

[verse: g.t. & sada baby]
man this denom i got on [?]
i ain’t get none of this sh+t off 1 on 1’s
my brother swing, you know i swing, it ain’t no 1 on 1
a n+gga play, we come through about a hundred guns
on my mama, we gon [?] hundred guns
on my mama, imma hop out shooting [?]
you won’t get no bricks unless i front you one of them
and worried bout them n+ggas, [?] done nothing
shoot a n+gga, then walk off like i ain’t done nothing
they ain’t gon do nothing
them n+ggas know something
my pop sold dope, and now his kids do
wake up, hustle everyday, for matches and the benz coope
we getting money bro, we don’t gotta pretend too
hopping off the flight, i touch down around ten, dude
[?]
imma have [?] pull up, bring her friends too
[?] me and you
put my lil n+gga up in the kitchen, see what he can do
cook dope like [?], but this sh+t don’t get served by n+ggas in suits
i know some n+ggas still hustle [?] on the run
i know some n+ggas on parole still toating guns
i’m building my brand, they think i’m showing love
my cousin a crip, but i f+ck with the bloods
like i’m a pyrule, but my b+tch a 60
on a scale of 1 to 10, my lil baby crispy
that ar make a n+gga act up, leave that boy spiffy
might pop a perk and pour this ac up, sitting on my kidnies
might pop a bar, forget we popped him bro, that’s really trippin
f+ck n+ggas riding round with 40’s they attached with 50’s
i’m out in cali, only thing i miss is chilly cheese
the lean cheep, weed fire, and these b+tches easy
[?] cause that’s what i need
i’m talking bout thousands, spent 200 getting something to eat
pour another 4 of lean, olling my [?] tree
i had to hit the a for [?] they made it to the d
walking in the spot, i don’t see sh+t in here but baby bottles
[?] with hollos
it’s a hundred pack rp sitting on the table
right next to that baby bottle that g.t. was talking bout
[?] i cashed them out
[?] then we smashing out
[?] get to spazzing out, my [?] get to blacking out
packing up, i’m heading out
a thousand beans i’m handing out
[?] out
bring them blues to my drink, he bring caskits out
[?] sh+t that i’m rapping bout
[?] out
[?] really sliding out
soon as my n+ggas get the drop, they get to riding out
soon as they [?] get the choppers out
[?] knocking down
you see who really want that bag when it’s crunch time
lil [?] lunch time
punch time for me, i sware [?] then it’s dunk time
[?] i’m up now
big paper, can’t no n+gga leave me out here stuck now
big ape, and i got apes around me, you touch now

- g t lyrics

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