Smoke Alarm ft. Vs Blackus Lyrics

Smoke Alarm Lyrics

All head taps no body shots we tryna catch a M

If you spin aint see no one rule number 1 go spin again

Ten a gangsta he like 9's and he stay on all 10

Me and Blackus bounce out switching shit that g-lock got a zen

Then again back in school I was a bad ass kid

Bro caught A's but wanted B's he aint no smart ass kid

Fuck rap I was tryna send like 20 at your lid

He got hit with switch and died just like many niggas did

Saw the worker coulda grill em but want fry a bigger fish

Say he hating thine a opp sound like he mad bout a bitch

Village Smoke hit the strip with more brooms than a witch

You was busy watching CN I was playing with a nick

That's me think its sweet just send a diss and you gon see

Last opp tried to diss the gang got hit with 223

Belt to ass hop out walk him down welcome to NHG

I been scoring on my jeresy that shit say G-23

He with his bitch pass the switch and watch me hit her with his ass

Send a diss hop out 5.56 obliterate his ass

I done cut niggas off cause they way greener than grass

Only green I need around me is this motherfucking cash

It was me twin and Ten tryna score shit with no mask

I was clicking clicking tryna turn that boy to gas

Everyday we by that school but ain't never been to class

How you posted on that block knowing I don't give no pass

Damn you ain't learn from the last?

It's sad you won't get a chance to go and ask

The only niggas could tell you they in the past

Hotside niggas known for putting belt to ass

All I need is a drac a driver and a hot car

Swing my door before it stop tryna glue shit to the tar

Like a dispensary turning niggas into pound a za

Hot led touching all over his body like a spa

From a kid I done seen more work than a narc

Bro a fiend pop a buss and circle blocks like a shark I could bust a brain before the driver put this bitch in park

Hop out suit up iron on me like I Tony Stark

Trust me we ain't who you wanna meet out after dark

Hot side, and we specialize in putting belt to ass

I be tryna score with Ten but he overdo the last Tryna score listen to the whores fucking do it fast

Front line clearing smoke I'm the first one out the V

What you know bout tryna put niggas in eternal sleep?

What you know bout hitting blocks and tryna wipe a whole fleet?

The business he claim he standing on I'll put him underneath

Clicking up don't scare me you copy paste and I'll delete

I had killers peeping through ya boy window like they creeps

We was waiting for that NOTE to pull up, it ain't never reach

I'll drop him if he think he hot like a new release

If you want a sure B mimic my technique

Tell the opps next time y'all tryna hang make sure put on cleats

You ain't know a drac shot would start a whole track meet?

If you slipping you'll fall and get nailed to the concrete

Hotside..