Smoke!

Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin The special technique of shadow boxing (DXNILKX) Yo! Boy, you keep talkin' that shit So if you really 'bout it, pull up, and don't flinch, and let's go I know you in love with that bitch Is she the one you callin' your wife? 'Cause that is my hoe And she keep suckin' my dick And don't you love the way she bend over and touch on her toes? Bitch, I know, he layin' low, 'cause he don't want smoke Bitch, I came up from the bricks Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit was a rope All my boys hittin' them licks Either that, or they with them fiends and they sellin' that dope And since we ain't never had shit You gotta love the way a young nigga been drippin' in gold If he don't, he layin' low 'Cause he don't want smoke Say my name, lil' bitch, do it justice Fuck this, I'ma go abuse another substance Cut with a different cloth then the fuck shit Constant panic on my mind from what I done did On me, bitch, I got bands in my black jeans Tight grip, pussy be controlling, she a mad t'ing Baffling, my haters broke, they say they fasting All cap, yo' pockets dust, it's embarrassing, yeah Let me address it, shawty wear that dress just for me, I undress it She looking sexy, she like it when I get aggressive The way she throw it back is oh-so impressive Uh, gonna be swinging fists, I'm dangerous to fuck boys I told him, "Shut the fuck up, I do not wanna hear one noise" I'm raging in the street with all my goons, we breaking windows He said his gang outside, you ain't outside, you little bitch hoe Yo! Boy, you keep talkin' that shit So if you really 'bout it, pull up, and don't flinch, and let's go I know you in love with that bitch Is she the one you callin' your wife? 'Cause that is my hoe And she keep suckin' my dick And don't you love the way she bend over and touch on her toes? Bitch, I know, he layin' low 'Cause he don't want smoke Bitch, I came up from the bricks Only way I thought I'd get out of that shit was a rope All my boys hittin' them licks Either that, or they with them fiends and they sellin' that dope And since we ain't never had shit You gotta love the way a young nigga been drippin' in gold If he don't, he layin' low 'Cause he don't want smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke)