Lil Tre - Want Smoke Lyrics

Aye classy
(Money)
Ima Take limo
F*ck a taxi
(Beep Beep)
Nigga tried to kill me
Tried to shoot me trough the backseat
Shot him head
Dumped his ass in the alley
Nigga want smoke

Aye classy
(Money)
Ima Take limo
F*ck a taxi
(Beep Beep)
Nigga tried to kill me
Tried to shoot me trough the backseat
Shot him head
Dumped his ass in the alley
Nigga want smoke

I'm the type of nigga
That'll blow your brains out
Boom boom
Now you dead
Can u feel the pain the now
Hell nah
Ima ressurect
I'm using chains now
Leave him out
So the rats can eat his f*cking brains out

Do the dirty work
Wash my hands
Blood on my tee
Nigga really want smoke
Nigga really want heat
Ima die legend
Spitting bars
All on this beat
When I die
Make sure u niggas put my name on a street

I was born a angel
Healing niggas straight from the grave
If it wasn't for for me
Then you all niggas would still be slaves
I was getting my bag
Remember all that shit gave
Nigga tried to rob me
Had to microwave his f*cking brain

Shot a nigga
Saw blue lights
Had to do the race
Police hit my f*cking car
Man they f*cking up my paint
They gon pay for this
Ima call making a complaint
They saying what it is
But it really isn't what it ain't

Nigga want smokeeee
Nigga want smooouuuooke

Nigga want smokeeee
Nigga want smooouuuooke

Aye classy
(Money)
Ima Take limo
F*ck a taxi
(Beep Beep)
Nigga tried to kill me
Tried to shoot me trough the backseat
Shot him head
Dumped his ass in the alley
Nigga want smoke

Aye classy
(Money)
Ima Take limo
F*ck a taxi
(Beep Beep)
Nigga tried to kill me
Tried to shoot me trough the backseat
Shot him head
Dumped his ass in the alley
Nigga want smoke

Respect me nigga
Ima motherf*cking king
Im controlling yo life
And I'm pulling all the f*cking strings
Ima f*ck yo wife
Ima make her throw away her ring
Getting to the bag
I think I'm addicted to the bling

Making music
Not hobby
That's passion
They not ready
I'm turn all rappers
To some ashes
I got bitches from Bahamas
U got niggas from the attic
Nigga really want smoke
Ima preorder a casket

Now u dead nigga
Rotting in the dirt with the worms
I appreciate yo life
Taught me lessons that I learned
Don't associate
With the niggas that been swimming in the germs
If you burn Me nigga
Make sure I got 3rd degree burns