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king rob montana - who want the smoke lyrics

i’m leaving bodies blue when i shoot you shoot i makem gasp for they breath choke on they blood. f+ck you went on a mission bro didn’t shoot. i had to offem too bullets leaving mouths open like they b+tch p+ssy still offin you even if you think we cool smile on my face when i shoot, i’m a criminal hit him with a ruler. i’m teaching school stand on your princ+p+l. you could be my b+tch, but i’ve got to teach you. i’ll bless you with my bullets no sneeze i shoot 308s changin hair dues retwisting for a lowball retaliation is a no, no green light all my bros in go keeping rod big poles had him at the end of that b+tch like a little hoe call of duty voice go go go no perks i got all the meeks i want all the smoke not my bro but it’s yours that lost a soul

i want all the smoke n+gga put these bullets in em can’t repent cuz i’m still sinnin infatuated with all these k!llin
turn around and just go home they gon make me up the sco
i wanna take a soul he
boss sh+t we got different pulli’m
the only one lighting up sh+t i just wanna know who want the smoke
i’ll turn a h+llcat to a ecobboost if it’s up it’s stuck i’m putting holes in anything that moves. who is you probably had your pants sagged in prison too if i was broke or rich b+tch i still shoot. ill have who ever next to him laying down right next to you
cooling kit on the chop it don’t overheat un foldin ploys puttin oops to sleep. i got the city at 100° stop calling feds on me six times and one week i’m a carnivore i love beef you are a rat say cheese, told my b+tch eat me see my enemies name on black and white b+tch i don’t condone that pistol to his moms head next time
she want to have kids she gon swallow that remember not to do that her last kid got blew back dr suese all they do is cap tall hats in the head or in the back these bullets rippin through sh+t like a paper shred
when i k!lled them union worker the way i drill them. i won’t lose my job. b+tch i call shots oops dying off top who called the cops. they bodies hit the ground. they mouth gone. no tongue loose talk
hadem laid down like a good dog. i don’t stop till i k!ll them all

choppa like a bad b+tch. it got big titties through his body in the ocean it didn’t start swimming i be wearing all black just in case i gotta k!ll him the fnn i got hold about 20 bullet hit him in his head that b+tch had a seizure. no medication i be k!lling sh+t all for fun enjoy busting, guns automatic, ar letting up 100 ones like i’m at the strip club i mean strip them . no brain they dumb i mean they done

who want the smoke who want the smoke who want the smoke who want the smoke
i want the smoke i want the smoke
who want the smoke who want the smoke

- king rob montana lyrics

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