Lyrics HOOD SMOKE - .223Jerm, 83HADES, Maxxkii

HOOD SMOKE

Make it look swole but my pockets too fat
Bitch I’m from the south but I don’t know how to act
If I pull up broad day then yo ass is gettin jacked
Ch-Choppa make him wimper choppa make him jump back
Got a AR-S K ridin with a mag
Talkin no apple bitch I’m talkin bout the strap
All my niggas throw gang you can see it in our hands
B-B-Beat a niggas ass you can see it by my stats
I don’t eat no hoe bitch
This ain’t no kitchen
B-B-Bitch gave me jaws now she gave me that dentist
B-B-Bitch don’t try to pull up in my section
AK-47 that be my weapon
Straight out the dome that
If I pull up six deep would he fight back?
I be flexin so hard they don’t like that
Said he with the static bitch I told him bring that
Choppa got an opera bitch you wouldn’t sing back
If you ever see me sober it’s not often
If-If I walk into the mall then I’m shoppin
Buy what I want lil bitch I b ballin
If it got a price tag then I’m gonna fuckin cop it
All you rappers lams why you jockin please stop it
Keep a in the back bitch I’m posted with them rockets
cheese so she said I took her hostage
Every damn day I move work no crossfit
Droppin down on em not alone I’m on that squad shit
We can get to poppin cause I’m droppin in the glockpit
he be posted with the dolphins
83 I be posted with the coffin
Off a nigga quick if his mouth get to barkin
shit rip yo eye out of yo socket
When I’m recordin I don’t wait I just drop shit
South side nigga but my smokes from the west
Bullets steady fuck a pussy holes in his chest
Hopped in the whip get top at a red light
Make him go to sleep in his house boy it’s bedtime
But you will never
Finna join a gang and now these rappers are some dead gods
Bark ass niggas wanna act devil
With distortion on their voice make it trap metal
Push a nigga down like a gas petal
Get that bass out your voice so I remove the treble
Fuck nigga you ain’t me man get on my level
And that gun got range like a bow and arrow
Ay gang gang gang gang