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torae & marco polo - smoke lyrics

[verse 1:torae]
yo, i need the motherf+cking volume up loud
sign on the door say “no frontin’ allowed”
and this sh+t is like yellow fire in the crowd
the shorties get mushed the n+ggas rematch out
n+gga, my upbringing is old school
we don’t flash guns if we ain’t putting holes through
this is real talk like we not using pro tool
n+ggas will talk poppin off what they won’t do
f+ck if it ain’t trl [bow ??] n+ggas it’s deep b it ain’t trl sound
if ain’t rocking me is no way you know aw
this sh+t and knock on every whole block from brownsville
to coney isle
it’s big truck in [??]
n+ggas on the run but still big truck cruising
the ones it ain’t snitch did time and got through it
for all the real n+ggas in the street looking for the real n+ggas in the music

[verse 2:lil fame]
yo i’m a sidewalk executivе pop off the necklace
pull a hеist out you know my lifestyle
get your food [??] splashed in the face
gym star unfasten your face
mo.p want it? i’m ol’ chief from the old school
so i keep it [aoe?] haunted
pop off f+ck around and catching flammable [??]
in a block with the 40. cal
this for the block huggers i do it for y’all
real n+gga rap music for y’all
bump this in your [alphard??] all day
coney island ,brownsville , bk with the homie torae
bootleggers love it’s that popping
heavy underground rotation on the black market
coming from a ten lil’ [??] with the
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[verse 3:rock]
you know the name homies call me rock man
lames ask me where i scram i’m harder than godd+mn
rock man short for rockness monster not seem to watch out the box that it’s not me suckers
from where you can’t come if we not boys
your b+tch+ass will be dead and gone like the t.i. song
roll through you ain’t scared get the back of your hat bob
had a top of your head in your lap you a laptop, bob
chapman street slaughterhouse ask round
n+gga we got the biggest gats in town
the umpire let me say your ass is out it’s mob
that’s the way them slam dances out
i’m from brownsville with the high school and coney island
so i understand exactly why the little homie wilding
n+ggas is crazy begging to get laid in the streets
oh, your chumps had to do it
say please torae hit him with the

- torae marco polo lyrics

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