Smoke Dza Ft. Curren$y - Baleedat Lyrics
Call This North Dakota Cushes That A Roma
Grand In Peace For ..Courtesy Of Fsll Up
Always Gotta Flow Back Bitches On My Cobra
In Love With Dubba China But Now With Dubba Hoda
Faded Off The Jan Until We Meet Again
‘Cause Just Like .. I’ll Be All Like 3 A.M
She Always Wanna Chill ‘Cause A Man Is In Her Pen
I’m With My Nigga Richie So Make Sure You Bring A Friend
We’re Like A Lie Skin Tight Long Hair
And Free Joints And ..We No Wife
We No Time To Enlighten, Slime ..
Hook:
It’s Like That, And Slide That
I’m Just Listen The Girl You Can Have Your Wife Back
She G’d Up, She Don’t Like Rap
She Just Want A Real Nigga And I Pipe That
Believe That, Believe That, Believe That
She Hit A Nigga Delly ‘Cause I’m Feeling That Boy
She Say She Need That, Believe That
Fast Life Slow Slow Sayin More Shit In New Clothes
Tryin Put Your Papers On Your Bitch Sayin Ain’t So
Full Who You’re Coming With Couldn’t Been Low
This Raise Me Slime To The City ..My Trap There Go ..
Cadilac Make A .. Drop Top ..And Them Haters See What I Got
Your Bitch In The Passenger ..Rapping The Ro..
Smoke Thicker Than Pin Up But A Me And This Bitch Don’t Even Need Each Other
Well Will Be Together And She Fear Me And I Feel Her Ass Sofa Mother F*Cker
I Understand Why You Love Her
[Hook:]
Smoke Dza Ft. Curren$y - Baleedat Lyrics
Showing posts with label Smoke Dza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Smoke Dza. Show all posts
Smoke DZA Ft. Big KRIT & Bun B - On The Corner Lyrics
[Hook - Big KRIT]
Once upon a time on the corner
There was a Pimp, there was a playa
Sharp as a razor with alligators
One time on the corner
There was a trick that paid to play
That always came but never stayed
One time on the corner
There was a ho that always chose
To get the high – she took the lows
One time on the corner
There was a baller, shot-caller
Baby mamas and baby fathers
One time on the corner
[Smoke DZA]
He was the future, pure shooter, he was dead nice
? fast life
Pops went AWOL, moms got laid off
Fuckin with the gangstas, now you barely wanna play ball
Started hanging out with Dave, coming out early
He was hitting ? patch, you know, 70/30
He tryna save up for that Ferregamo crewneck
Was already ?, about to be ?
Eating fresh, bitches fuck him with his 2-step
Fuckin with this bitch named Keno
Bad little bimbo, wasn’t about shit
Do anything for a light-up and a mil from Jimbo
Grimey bitch, had the sights strained
Had some niggas catching/flipping like a dice game
Go figure. Used to want to be a Laker
Now he wanna wake up
Damn, what a way to make paper..
[Hook - Bun B]
Once upon a time on the corner
There was a Pimp, there was a playa
Sharp as a razor with alligators
One time on the corner
There was a trick that paid to play
That always came but never stayed
One time on the corner
There was a ho that always chose
To get the high – she took the lows
One time on the corner
There was a baller, shot-caller
Baby mamas and baby fathers
One time on the corner
[Big KRIT]
Dedicated to the players in the candy-painted cars
Them boys from the hood that’s burning purple
Sipping ? with the boppers on the side
Of their ride, looking fine
On the corner, sweating, thugs and them hustlers
On the grind, that’s exactly where they came from
Where they got their game from
Straight out the streets, that’s where
They got their ghetto fame from
Represent they hood and they represent well
And they riding for their homies til they RIP as well
Tell by the smoke that they smoking on that fruity
Putting on for their city daily: it’s their duty
Shorty’s got booty, trunk’s got bang
Their steering wheel is wood
So they’re gripping on the grain
The dope is in their shoes
And the money in their pocket
The pistol’s in their left and they ain’t even
Got to cock it. ?
And tomorrow they’ll be right back..
Smoke Dza Ft. Big K.R.I.T. - Gotta Get Paid Lyrics
Ain’ for free nowadays?
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
Gotta, gotta get paid! (x3)
It’s the …
Get your supplies, pour Channel for the masses,
1 25 12 in caskets, and got a bunch of hungry niggers on the…
Got more than one spot and I’m stashing,
Picture me keeping all my legs in one basket!
..and I hear cracking, but I’m still active…
The streets are calling my name… let me doing my thing!
Jersey nigger want ten, Brooklyn nigger want five,
What I’m … is my PC looking real…
Ain’t much for free nowadays?
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
Gotta, gotta get paid!
Making moves... (x3)
Me and my mens.. we’re up!
My only mission is to not fuck up the…
Lord knows I gotta be fetish,
Every time I’m a peace dropper, nigger gotta get it!
…sound a little pathetic,
..about credit, get it!
I don’t… I don’t trust the soul,
My whole …
You ain’t trying to cash out, God bless!
Ain’t much for free nowadays?
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
I gotta get paid
Gotta, gotta get paid!
Making moves... (x3)
Labels:
Big K.R.I.T.,
Smoke Dza
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

