Real Smoke

Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that
Nigga this that
That you get killed for
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that
Nigga this that
That you get killed for
Nigga this that real smoke

Bet that nigga don't want none the smoke
Bet that hoe leave a choke in his throat
Trigger tugging like tugging a rope
For his grave I just dug a lil hole
Put that drake to his face and he froze
I just go make a play like D. Rose
Make a play hope I'm making it home
Hit the city I'm ready to roam
Why this bitch she just play on my phone
Let these bitches be messy alone
She just gimme some head I be gone
She just gimme some head I be gone
They my cards but I'm playing um wrong
Ion write just be making the songs
Need my time I ain't making it long
This shit cake just like making a poem
In the Terrace the draco is on em

Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that
Nigga this that
That you get killed for
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that real smoke
Nigga this that
Nigga this that
That you get killed for
Nigga this that real smoke

Bet that nigga don't want none of the smoke
Bet that hoe leave a choke in his throat
If I'm rollin I'm rollin wit Bro
They demeanor it tell me they broke
Still be clean as fuck head to my toe
Let me know if you ready to go
Got a problem ain't letting it go
Now its popping I'm letting it blow
Stash the gun in the gutter or poles
The detectives can't measure the holes
The detectors can't measure the smoke