"You Want Smoke" - Young Buck
30 more rounds in the clip
Put a 100 rounds in the whip, no cap
Niggas wanna talk, I'm strapped
Pull up at your trap with the .40 on my lap, get it done right then
Got a couple amigos that'll shoot kilos like free throws, that's fact
Niggas on zero, wanna play hero, trying to jack
Get whacked
Blue slips say ships, no Blood and Crips can get there but they never came back
Get some cheese and catch you a rat
Better believe me nigga, this all fact
Straight nigga never had a 9-to-5, we take a brick, break it down, we ain't paying no tax
Bagging up pounds, we ain't carrying no sacks
Running up a check, you ain't got no stack
Lost my love, I see my best friend black
T covered in blood, now I don't know how to act
Still in the mud so I don't go to the clubs unless I'm pulling in the parking lot with that pack
With some niggas that ain't never going to vote
They off the boat with a nose full of coke
Walk up in the pelli-pelli coat
Ask you this and then a nigga let it go
You Want Smoke,
Won't hide, certified down to ride
Pull up on 'em and I catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no smiling when I look 'em in his eyes
You had a chance and in advance is my reply
I don't spit fight, I sit tight
Til I get the business right, from midnight
Trying to host you a house party
Specially invited guests, the Glock party
Don't move but you in the beam
Nothing left, no crime scene
No G when it's dirty
Can't let it go defending hurt me
Got to watch how you using a nigga name
And watch how you do your little thing, life in the game
The money can buy
But rich niggas live and broke niggas die
We got four niggas on that bullshit
And I don't even really know why
No warning, when I up the nine
Draco or the .45
You Want Smoke,
Won't hide, certified down to ride
Pull up on 'em and I catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no smiling when I look 'em in his eyes
You had a chance and in advance is my reply
You Want Smoke,
Won't hide, certified down to ride
Pull up on 'em and I catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no smiling when I look 'em in his eyes
You had a chance and in advance is my reply
Anarchist mic, wire run
Then run flat like the tire done
Heat-seeking missile, fire one
With an accurate hit, expired son
Bless you up, it's going down
Fifty blocks with a thunder sound
Kind of like Jesus changed his hair
And shoot the place up, bitch, move around
Oh, wake up the sleeper then
Jeepers creepers, creep again
I heard fool had a foot in the grave
That gravity pull you deeper in
Green lights tell you nowhere to slide
Nowhere to run, can't even hide
Army guns, miss the combat
That fire drop, checking the tide
You Want Smoke,
Won't hide, certified down to ride
Pull up on 'em and I catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no smiling when I look 'em in his eyes
You had a chance and in advance is my reply
You Want Smoke,
Won't hide, certified down to ride
Pull up on 'em and I catch 'em by surprise
Ain't no smiling when I look 'em in his eyes
You had a chance and in advance is my reply
Smoke
