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Ready for Smoke by ZZZXENOHBIA Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

(24 Juvie 83 ruby aye)
(24 83)

(I'm wit all my niggas you know how it go
He wanted some beef so I put out a show
12 niggas 12 Glocks on the row
He told me lil brother we uping the score
Crip GD and lil bit of loc
Told my nigga keep it all on the low
Told da opps cause we ready for smoke
Grabbin Glocks den I walked out the door)

I'm wit all my niggas you know how it go
He wanted some beef so I put out a show
12 niggas 12 Glocks on the row
He told me lil brother we uping the score
Crip GD and lil bit of loc
Told my brother keep it all on the low
Told da opps cause we ready for smoke
Grabbin Glocks den I walked out the door
My niggas is solid
We starting a riot
We smokin yo homie he high as a pilot
We creep in them bushes my niggas is silent
U fw them niggas this shit can get violent

Crip gd and lil bit of loc
12 locs come and cut out ya throat
Rob a nigga til his pockets is broke
Fuck a opp all them niggas is hoes

Not dodging no action
Yo niggas is lacking
My niggas is too
But yo niggas subtracting
I'm in this hoe packing
Not talking bout dicks
But I ride wit a stick
So I got me a Glick
How u fumble a pick
And we banging a 4
Never banging a 6
Got a Glock 26 and it came wit a dick
They was doing us wrong so we hit us a lick
U get shot like you sick
U get shot in yo shit
Don't get popped like a zit
On my bro I won't switch
Yeah dat nigga a bitch
Why tf did u tell
Why tf did u switch
Obm we da clique
And we stay in this bitch
Don't get sprayed in this bitch
Wit dem Kay's in this bitch
Leave yo busted open like lays in this bitch
Fuck makin dem A's cracking treys in this bitch
Pistol wit me a bitch leave em daze in this bitch
We don’t play with them niggas
We free all hands on them triggers

That’s the best advice that you gave em
He fucking with us best believe we gon spray em

I'm wit all my niggas you know how it go
He wanted some beef so I put out a show
12 niggas 12 Glocks on the row
He told me lil brother we uping the score
Crip GD and lil bit of loc
Told my brother keep it all on the low
Told da opps cause we ready for smoke
Grabbin Glocks den I walked out the door

My niggas is solid
We starting a riot
We smokin yo homie he high as a pilot
We creep in them bushes my niggas is silent
U fw them niggas this shit can get violent

Crip gd and lil bit of loc
12 locs come and cut out ya throat
Rob a nigga til his pockets is broke
Fuck a opp all them niggas is hoes