Smoke 'Em Up ft. BigDawgKee Lyrics

(Huh)

Wazzam VL nigga? (Huh) from the 13th to the 17th, nigga you know wazzam with it, Stop playin' (huh)

Boy I'm bout to catch a body, gon' be hard to patch 'em up (patch 'em up)

And I got a couple baddies, I'm about to set 'em up (set 'em up huh)

These niggas on that opp shit, Lord, I gotta send 'em up (watch out, watch out)

And I got a couple options, automatics, double up (ahuh)

Where you from? Where I'm from

Only hard niggas live where I'm from, (huh) where I'm from

Only real nigga live where I'm from, where I'm from

We gon' turn this big dawg into a pack (huh)

And if your crew come behind him, (big dawg nigga) you can get the whole package, smoke 'em up

Glock lucky shootin clovers , come through, I'm bumpin' Soulja (whoah)

They play then I'm a show 'em, pulled up, now he rolled over (he rolled over)

One truck, four doors open, (huh) passed through, know we was scopin

It's hot them people circlin, your block come through, we purgin

And you can't slide off emotion, it gotta make sense

Nigga took your dawg, boy, you better spend that fuckin' bin

If it ain't for ya, stay inside, drop a bag, we take his friend (ahuh, ahuh)

Nigga reppin' like he steppin', pussy nigga represent

Trell, Rese, Siah potna (huh)

No fuck that, I'ma brother, (ona real) creepin through with dirty cuttas

Fuck that, I'm like no other, you on my trail, potna?

Well come do your thing, (grr, grr, grr, grr) the gram is not the streets

Bitch, we can meet and bang, bitch

Boy, I'm about to cut your body, gon' be hard to patch 'em up (patch 'em up)

And I got a couple baddies, I'm about to set 'em up (set 'em up huh)

These niggas on that opp shit, Lord, I gotta send 'em up (watch out, watch out)

And I got a couple options, automatics double up (ahuh)

Where you from? Where I'm from

Only hard niggas live where I'm from, where I'm from (huh)

Only real niggas live where I'm from, where I'm from

We gon' turn this big dawg into a pack (huh)

And if your crew come behind him, you can get the whole package smoke 'em up, smoke sum

I got army guns, you tryin' to match?

You niggas couldn't spin a fidget, show you how to double back

Niggas tryin' to up the score, body count, gettin' mad max

Boy you niggas tore, I call a blitz for show, you gettin' sacked

Uptown niggas got artillery, just for show, ya heard me, (ahuh)

Ridin with them filthy bitches Chef and Dowman type of dirty, bih, (bitch) Hoes know me as 'Gudda'

Trust 'em with no governments, (Naa) Elmer Fudd with this pump

Now you Daffy, duckin shit, (no huh?) dread heads in the lobby

I ain't thinkin' with my dick, (nah-uh) now my G-Nikes

Steppin' over bodies, turnt to red bottoms quick

Slidin' in his baby momma's whip, dumpin like Rodney bih (boaw! Boaw! Boaw!)

My young bulls always seein' red like Jordan in his prime lil' bih

Boy I'm bout to catch a body, gon' be hard to patch 'em up (patch 'em up)

And I got a couple baddies, I'm about to set 'em up (set 'em up huh)

These niggas on that opp shit, Lord, I gotta send 'em up (watch out, watch out)

And I got a couple options, automatics, double up (ahuh)

Where you from? Where I'm from

Only hard niggas live where I'm from, where I'm from (huh)

Only real niggas live where I'm from, where I'm from

We gon' turn his big dawg into a pack (huh)

And if your crew come behind him, (big dawg nigga) you can get the whole package

Smoke 'em up

We smokin' shit up, nigga

From Gert Town, nigga, to VL

Money$ide and MurdaSide, nigga

Free B. Gizzle, nigga

Stop playin', rest VL Mike (free C. son)

Free C.