letra de hollywood smoke hogan - smoke dza
[intro]
right
i got two zips. two b-tches with tounge rings who suck a
d-ck
young n-gg- tryna get rich
i used to be skinny but i used to be broke too
i guess that matters
[verse: smoke dza]
righttttttttttttt
you know my slogan: hollywood smoke hogan
i ain’t good with the slick talk, i put hands on you like
i’m molden
and i ain’t talkin’ bout no boss n-gg-; tell me hitman
earns, i hit hard n-gg-
this that clinton correctional flow, sh-t a n-gg- got
bars n-gg-
welcome to the wreck shop. too much hard, that’s what got
my n-gg- rex shot
came in this b-tch just to get guap, lil’ n-gg- i make
the back of yo’ neck hot
i got a flight in a few. to the bank is my next stop
hot in the air, know the jets out
lil’ b-tch over there bout to p-ss out
smoker’s club – og – rose gold, big face rollie
my little man came whippin’ in the stolee and i’m still
on the corner like bodie (uuuh)
if you book me, i hope you got the fire marshalls right
there
cause the kush god’s a non-smoker n-gg-‘s worst nightmare
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