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smoke - joell ortiz & kxng crooked lyrics

smoke lyrics
[speaking]
you know, roc*a*fella to me was… i, i believed in that
i believed in the la familia, i believed it was family
i believed that wholeheartedly, at that time like
for roc*a*fella, i was gon’ do 20, 30, 40 years
that was no prob… i believed that!

[prelude: kxng crooked]
once again, it’s h.a.r.d n*gga
me and joell be like hard liquor
all shots no bartender
i’m pulling up in new york
i got the cali plates on the car fender
as i watch worth of cigars n*gga

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
blowing smoke in the air gun loaded, you get the large picture
if i draw it, you’ll be a chalk figure
big toe with the small sticker
hanging like the 500 kilogram with the cross, it’s the
too hard as you soft n*ggas lacrosse n*ggas
if i’m running round with the stick, it’s to off n*ggas
fresh pair white on my feet without the off n*gga
just a check like i’m finished up at a boss dinner
i don’t do all the industry functions
i’m no good at trying to smiling faces, i be feeling like punching
fake hugging after wild alcoholic consumption
only time i ever watch the awards if i’m holding one in the air
then i’ll drop the award off in my telly hit the studio
and drop an award*winning verse then get it mixed
and drop it before the night’s done, go get some sleep
then drop off my dog at the groom in new orleans
push the drop through a ward
block sun with tom ford shotgun melyssa ford type b*tch
rap sh*t, your wife gotta be bored
she only see them board walks on monopoly boards
i get bored and walk the beach on my property, dawg
park places for new boats, yeah, i dock on the shore
you telling me he used to be signed to the doctor, you sure?
after that math i just did, he still gots to be on
i am on, on a mission, more spitting, mortician
yous try to f*ck with my scratch, the morm’s itching
[verse 2: kxng crooked]
i scratched the serial numbers like theodore wizard
d’adore’s exquisite be with my mi amore in a singapore visit
see before it was four but now we seeing more digits
we at war with snitches, we at war with prehistoric lizards
tongues fork they devils, i comes forth with rebels
you done dorkest levels, i’m some sort of a don leader (yeah)
getting looters in the plans, i’m a calm libra (yeah)
still shoot you and your man’s, i beat a
road manager moving with them bands, i’m a palm reader
i got my future in my hands (my n*gga, i’m different)
i came up on them back streets where a dealer just f*cked a crack fiend right in the backseat (that’s maxine, crazy ass cheeks, no bad t**th)
yeah she aight (she just started smoking crack last week)
you be aight
i show you my hood live in 3d
n*ggas still selling cds and dvds by the dd’s
better eat your weedies
n*ggas running away from pd’s
ebt and that ppp got my n*ggas greedy
across the street, we see crooked, he’s on the main strip
hanging with gangsters who hit bank l!cks
dressed in gang drip
type of gangsters rappers can’t bang with
‘less you getting extorted by ’em
get your royalty cheque and just stay dangerous
i’m outside with it, even our queen’s moving g*units
do it just like the south side did it, don’t lie to kick it
if you scared to ride dirty with the 30, just give it to me, i’ll slide with it
it’s smoke!

- joell ortiz kxng crooked lyrics

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