Want Smoke Lyrics – Hustle Gang

Want Smoke Lyrics – Hustle Gang
Song Details:
Song: Want Smoke
Artist: Hustle Gang
Featured artists: T.I., Young Dro, Yung Booke, London Jae
Released: 2017
Genre: Hip-hop/rap

Want Smoke Lyrics

Man aye
Its really like Hustle Gang everything
I dont want no peon round me
Only bosses in my clique you know what Im saying
Get your own shit run the bag yo niggaa

And we got what these niggas aint got we got money
Boy you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got power
Fuck you niggaa you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got respect
Hey shorty you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got aye

Anyway what you gonna say
Foreign boo in our ride we just gon run and play
My bitch is foreign get your cake up
But you know you dont want no smoke
Hustle Gang over everything shorty you know you dont want no smoke
Shorty you know you dont want no smoke

This is a rap this is a trap
Thats lame hoe she volunteered in the camp
They call me Dro this a four four
Im with a out of town broad she dont go-go
Stick like a cactus blow you off the atlas
Run upon you with that Draco
I got my ratchet and Im rockin Coogi
Dont make me act a fool dont make me unload this uzi
I go for the kick I die for the kick get money
We saw light on the haze I shoot em the back of the face
I be the first nigga thats catching a case
I stalk through the hood get a QP Im so G
You can not do me Im a certified gangsta
And Im sponsored by Louis and Ralph
And Im on they tanner make them pull them bands out
Make her only stand out man what the plan now
Keys in my hand thirty bricks up in the van now
Fuck you saying now me and T.I.P. gon cash out

And we got what these niggas aint got we got money
But you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got power
Fuck you niggaa you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got respect
Hey shorty you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got aye
Still do it like Im still broke
Still do it like Im still in center hill rollin
Bankhead Zone one
And I know it
Ship it in here like a fake cake
Hes making me a head-case I think he Fed bae
You sayin he your homeboy I say he dead weight
No doubt about it man I bought a new Bentley just so I can be proud about it
Knew it from the beginning that beginning handle my business
Get all your money and do your time if you get it
Play your position and play dumb as a witness
Stay reminiscing bout Cap Philant & Trenches
Jab it and double Tramel and Bankroll
R.I.P. O-G-D free meek free Roscoe too Long Live King Troop
Multi millionaires still robbin
Make you Feel it in the Air Tonight like Phil Collins
Here it coming pull on you with your side bitch like we got problems
Pistol better not be where youre riding
You drove all the way and put it on a side bitch
You mean a doe hoe in the red Bentley truck for Saturday yeah

Full money and power niggas gonna respect you regardless
Fell sleep last night when I was alone in the car
Whole army of shooters and Wassis the sergeant
Too hot youve gotta blow it like a sacred cartridge
Hey Im a giant yall real small I cut my hands off before I fear yall
You suckers aint trillville
My chrome still will get to singin like Johnny Gil
Nigga get it how you live it in the street for real
Not the industry thats the difference
P gang no sure for hanging I bet you did
Demanding my respect niggas dropping they gon get it
I dont just rap about it my cityll tell you that I live it

And we got what these niggas aint got we got money
But you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got power
Fuck you nigga you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got we got respect
Hey shorty you know you dont want no smoke
And we got what these niggas aint got aye
But you know you dont want no smoke
Shorty you know you dont want no smoke
Hey shorty you know you dont want no smoke…

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Want Smoke Lyrics – Hustle Gang