Smoking On The Low lyrics

Smoking On The Low lyrics

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Smoking On The Low lyrics

Send "Smoking On The Low" Ringtone to your Cell f/ DV Alias Christ, Shawn Black On the, on the, on the, yo on the low know what I`m sayin` It`s a pledge of allegiance to the cowboys I`ma hold it down for my man Sadat and everyone on this Earth man For real, just order this know what I mean hold it, yo hold it Yo I`d like to talk about, yo check it [Hook x2] He went from block to block, rocks to cop Smokin` on the low, up the nose with the blow Speedin` bleedin` sucker for a hit And everybody know him as that fiended out kid [Verse 1] Ya like the style, raise ya hand for Fidel Hey you smiled, bust jingles, smokin` woolly with the land lady On foresee and the Internet, imminent Both of y`all are smokers but not heavy smokers Just weekend fiends, you both share some coke There`s always a lot of action in your part of Manhattan You choose to lose your status at the J-O And be off the payroll with the quickest Ya thinkin` about the thickest actin` like the slickest I`m cooler than twelve, ya got to feed yourself I got the urge, once was a college boy Will now destroy and employ Lil` Lloyd, for the Summer Hey ain`t he the stunner with the dirty ass curvy Who be comin` down from Bedford Lookin` like Robert Redford Actin` jakey makin` whole ville and old feel Cash for carry, now he`s burying, for crack head marrying Who could damn well be carrying some oh shit And around these parts there`s a lot of walkin` dead But never you dread with the family car You be walkin` too far without puttin` on a bar Yeah ya be all that and stay the corporate star But walkin` these blocks niggas see ya as the man With ya gold car, keep the pipelines open Ya only hopin` that ya heart don`t bust Who can ya trust in the land of lust [Hook x2] [Verse 2] I can change up like the wind with my official men I`m younger than the old boys but then younger than the old jacks Then everybody once or twice for that matter All chain gang, all pieces for doli I remain solely as the untraceable I hate to face my outlaws if I can`t feed em` Cause y`all know I need em` when the ol` bell rings Hate to meet eight kings, give em` the finest Let`s spend some plastic and live in print, make the mint And cool out and never rule out [Verse 3] Get the women and kids and grab ol` dad I`` never let it get that bad to where I lose all the shit I had Met the wild, wild one, them niggas is dead and done Memories like fleas, when we was still wearin` Lee`s Buck, burnin` hide on a weak nigga`s back For actin` like that, yo for actin` like that [Hook x4] [Various ad-libs] Send " Smoking On The Low" Ringtone to your Cell Smoking On The Low lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Smoking On The Low lyrics @ ELyrics | Smoking On The Low lyrics @ Kovideo | X Sadat Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Smoking On The Low lyrics @ Songlyrics | Smoking On The Low lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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