Smoke'm Songtext
von Willie D
Smoke'm Songtext
I murdered a honkey last night, you didn′t even know it
So turn on the news so they can show it
Fucked him smooth off
Tied up his hands and cut his tongue, bailed it out his mouth
Now he can't talk
I stabbed him in his spine, made sure that he couldn′t walk
Now his life is ruined, but I'm not through with him
Cause there's another way I wanna do him
They gonna give your ass the lethal injection, G
Man, them hoes ain′t gonna fuck with me
I done killed four niggas in the hood
Yeah, but you ain′t never killed a peckerwood
You know when you kill a nigga you get probation
But don't kill an Asian or any other race on this planet
You′ll get your ass fried, goddammit
Fuck the man and fuck his plan
Them hoes can go just like we can
A motherfucker ain't jokin′ if I feel like it
What you gon' do, fool? Smoke ′em
No good punk ass Wood in my neighborhood
That's a motherfuckin' cop I got to drop
When I did time in the county jail
That punk motherfucker gave me hell
I told him right before I went to the pen
That I was gonna see his ass again
Now he finna get served
Cause all I got is my balls and my words and my motherfuckin′ nerves
Gotta get him with expedience
A recipe for a murder, now that′s the ingredients
I'm ′bout to blow his ass to Venus
And ain't a BART or a deputy can come between us
This is for the niggas on the Southside (Yo!)
This for the niggas on the Northside (Yo!)
This for the niggas on the Eastside (Yo!)
Westside (Yo!) and the Inside
I got my motherfuckin′ Ruger
Creepin' up on his ass in a Cougar
Five MPH is the pace
But before he waste, I want that bitch to see my face
Let him and the Devil dance
This is for the niggas who never got the chance
And you scary motherfuckers who think it′s impossible
To fuck off a constable
Right before I shot him
You could see the ho in him jump straight out him
See they huff and puff, they think they rough
Yeah, they tough with a nigga in handcuffs
But with a gun in they face and they 'bout to get a taste
Of a nigga who ain't scared of a murder case
They shit in they pants like this nigga layin′
Twitchin′ with his eyes open, I had to smoke 'em
I knew this nigga from the game a few years back
He got popped, now he back from three flat
Strugglin′ like the average nigga down on his luck
He asked me could I help him raise back up
I had to think about the shit for a minute
And then I went with it cause I knew it was cash in it
I fronted him a half to get his foot in the do'
You slang that shit, bring my cash and I′ll front you some mo'
He sold it so quick I thought he gave it away
Slung the half, brought my cash the same day
A hustler, just what I needed, G
A nigga like this down with me
I fronted him some mo′ and a little credit
I didn't sweat it, I hope a nigga won't regret it
I fronted him the shit on Sunday
Hadn′t heard a word from his ass by Monday
And then three days passed with no cash
He tried to dash, it′s time to go check his ass
I went to his crib, now my nerve's bad
He did a year in the county and two in the rehab
Feelin′ like I got raped, for his sake
I hope I don't have to draw this .38
Cause I′m full of this cess, I got on my vest
If he ganked me, he 'bout to get plenty rest
I looked so long I had lost my buzz
Saw Will, he told me where this bitch was
I′m rollin' up the street, I'm lookin′ for a witness
Cause if he tryin′ to win, then I'm takin′ my business
Got to the spot, got my gat cocked
Walked in the house, he had one motherfuckin' rock
Smoked the whole half, plus he talkin′ fast
Huh, I got to put two in his ass
I hope you gave your life to God
Cause your motherfuckin' ass just moved to the graveyard
Smoke ′em
So turn on the news so they can show it
Fucked him smooth off
Tied up his hands and cut his tongue, bailed it out his mouth
Now he can't talk
I stabbed him in his spine, made sure that he couldn′t walk
Now his life is ruined, but I'm not through with him
Cause there's another way I wanna do him
They gonna give your ass the lethal injection, G
Man, them hoes ain′t gonna fuck with me
I done killed four niggas in the hood
Yeah, but you ain′t never killed a peckerwood
You know when you kill a nigga you get probation
But don't kill an Asian or any other race on this planet
You′ll get your ass fried, goddammit
Fuck the man and fuck his plan
Them hoes can go just like we can
A motherfucker ain't jokin′ if I feel like it
What you gon' do, fool? Smoke ′em
No good punk ass Wood in my neighborhood
That's a motherfuckin' cop I got to drop
When I did time in the county jail
That punk motherfucker gave me hell
I told him right before I went to the pen
That I was gonna see his ass again
Now he finna get served
Cause all I got is my balls and my words and my motherfuckin′ nerves
Gotta get him with expedience
A recipe for a murder, now that′s the ingredients
I'm ′bout to blow his ass to Venus
And ain't a BART or a deputy can come between us
This is for the niggas on the Southside (Yo!)
This for the niggas on the Northside (Yo!)
This for the niggas on the Eastside (Yo!)
Westside (Yo!) and the Inside
I got my motherfuckin′ Ruger
Creepin' up on his ass in a Cougar
Five MPH is the pace
But before he waste, I want that bitch to see my face
Let him and the Devil dance
This is for the niggas who never got the chance
And you scary motherfuckers who think it′s impossible
To fuck off a constable
Right before I shot him
You could see the ho in him jump straight out him
See they huff and puff, they think they rough
Yeah, they tough with a nigga in handcuffs
But with a gun in they face and they 'bout to get a taste
Of a nigga who ain't scared of a murder case
They shit in they pants like this nigga layin′
Twitchin′ with his eyes open, I had to smoke 'em
I knew this nigga from the game a few years back
He got popped, now he back from three flat
Strugglin′ like the average nigga down on his luck
He asked me could I help him raise back up
I had to think about the shit for a minute
And then I went with it cause I knew it was cash in it
I fronted him a half to get his foot in the do'
You slang that shit, bring my cash and I′ll front you some mo'
He sold it so quick I thought he gave it away
Slung the half, brought my cash the same day
A hustler, just what I needed, G
A nigga like this down with me
I fronted him some mo′ and a little credit
I didn't sweat it, I hope a nigga won't regret it
I fronted him the shit on Sunday
Hadn′t heard a word from his ass by Monday
And then three days passed with no cash
He tried to dash, it′s time to go check his ass
I went to his crib, now my nerve's bad
He did a year in the county and two in the rehab
Feelin′ like I got raped, for his sake
I hope I don't have to draw this .38
Cause I′m full of this cess, I got on my vest
If he ganked me, he 'bout to get plenty rest
I looked so long I had lost my buzz
Saw Will, he told me where this bitch was
I′m rollin' up the street, I'm lookin′ for a witness
Cause if he tryin′ to win, then I'm takin′ my business
Got to the spot, got my gat cocked
Walked in the house, he had one motherfuckin' rock
Smoked the whole half, plus he talkin′ fast
Huh, I got to put two in his ass
I hope you gave your life to God
Cause your motherfuckin' ass just moved to the graveyard
Smoke ′em
Writer(s): Louis John Biancaniello, Sarah Paige Aarons, Bobby Andonov, Samuel J. Watters, Dylan Bauld Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

