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mlk - smokingskul lyrics

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mlk lyrics
[intro]
i keep a stick on me when i’m cookin’
hop out the whip, got these n*ggas lookin’
these n*ggas see me, then they bookin’
ar*15 knock him off his footin’
if he dodge a .50, n*gga, you the g.o.a.t
i pop a n*gga in a bubble coat
heat to his head, n*gga, now he woke
i keep a stick, n*gga, where’s my cloak?
i feel like travis (what)
shoot a n*gga then i’m finna emote
he say he outside, n*gga, like we know—
d*d*d*dj banned
what, what i say? (d*d*d*dj ob1)
what i say gang?

[verse 1]
these n*ggas be chicken, they pockets be little (pockets be little)
ar*15, i can’t be belittled
i’m in all black, n*gga, like a widow (pew, pew)
i ain’t malcolm, i don’t stay in the middle (stay in the middle)
when i’m in that mode, sh*t get sicko (sh*t get sicko)
i don’t make dance music, like diplo (like diplo)

[chorus]
in the streets, martin luther (martin luther)
green beam on the ruger (on the ruger)
creep up, like a cougar (like a cougar)
i can’t f*ck with no prosecutor (prosecutor)
zip the body in the plastic (in the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin’, like mr. elastic (elastic)
i do not read, n*gga, f*ck scholastic (what i say gang?)
i feel like kay flock, i’ma mask it, yeah (what i say gang?)
[verse 2]
i’m doin’ scams on the ‘net, n*gga, f*ck the corner (pew, pew)
he say where i’m at, i say “you want it?” (you want it?)
n*ggas be tippin’, givin’ feds out pointers (what)
send me the bape fits, ’cause i can’t f*ck with no transformer (what)
you on witsec, you an informant (yeah)
chop’ from spain, yeah, that sh*t a foreigner (what i say?)
i’m in that field, no bob warner (what)
i keep a stick on me when i’m cookin’ (cookin’)
hop out the whip, got these n*ggas lookin’ (lookin’)
these n*ggas see me, then they bookin’ (what)
ar*15 knock him off his footin’ (yeah)
if he dodge a .50, n*gga, you the g.o.a.t. (g.o.a.t.)
i pop a n*gga in a bubble coat (gang)
heat to his head, n*gga, now he woke
i keep a stick, n*gga, where’s my cloak?
i feel like travis (what)
shoot a n*gga then i’m finna emote (yeah)
he say he outside, n*gga, like we know
i’m sippin’ drank, n*gga, f*ck my po (yeah)
these n*ggas cross*eyed, like biggie (yeah)
give him the fent’, i told him no biggie (grr)
i hang with a coon, i think his name ricky (yeah)
yeah, i want the strawberry fifties (taah)

[chorus]
in the streets, martin luther (martin luther)
green beam on the ruger (on the ruger)
creep up, like a cougar (like a cougar)
i can’t f*ck with no prosecutor (prosecutor)
zip the body in the plastic (in the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin’, like mr. elastic (elastic)
i do not read, n*gga, f*ck scholastic (what i say gang?)
i feel like kay flock, i’ma mask it, yeah (what i say gang?)
[outro]
d*d*d*dj banned
these n*ggas be chicken, they pockets be little (pockets be little)
ar*15, i can’t be belittled
i’m in all black, n*gga, like a widow (pew, pew)
i ain’t malcolm, i don’t stay in the middle (stay in the middle)
when i’m in that mode, sh*t get sicko (sh*t get sicko)
i don’t make dance music, like diplo (like diplo)
in the streets, martin luther (martin luther)
green beam on the ruger (on the ruger)
creep up, like a cougar (like a cougar)
i can’t f*ck with no prosecutor (prosecutor)
zip the body in the plastic (in the plastic)
n*ggas be reachin’, like mr. elastic (elastic)
i do not read, n*gga, f*ck scholastic (what i say gang?)
i feel like kay flock, i’ma—

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