No Smoke ft. Moose So1o Lyrics

(High Volume)

I feel something in my bones, it feels kinda Eerie

Hear a sound creepin round me and it sounds Eerie

A nigga came from behind and tried to scared me

So I killed him and dumped his body off in Lake Erie

Niggas think they smart sittin up tryna scheme

Actin like they can handle me and my whole team

Talkin bout "they started to rap cause of a dream"

Since you had a dream I'm a shoot yo ass like Martin Luther King

Dog you ain't raw, you think you a don, bitch

I'll have yo ass 'Hood Hoppin' like J-Kwon

From hood to hood, from block to block

Yea, you fuckin wit Ferg, yo ass bound to get shot

So stop actin gangsta man, in which you not

Before I treat you like a can of Pringle's and pop off ya top

Niggas wanna go to war but I ain't scared

I'm always prepared, is that the risk you're willing to declare

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

I ain't the 1 to fuck wit cause I stay wit 2 burners

Have you runnin in 3 seconds around 4 different corners

By time he got to the 5th one he was shot 6 times

7th in his back 8 in the skull wit my 9

Than his mans hopped out wit Mac 10s 11 deep

Kill'd all of them plus him that's 12 bitches sleep

So I went to the bar and took 13 shots straight to the face

Wit two sets of Michael Vick shells on my waist

Than this bad as bitch came bout mad as hell

Told her give me 15 minutes she was happy as hell

Use to rob niggas for their work and sold it 4 for 16

Had them Buffalo street corners on smash at 17

Try to rob me put 18 in ya chest like Peyton Manning

Make you Look like Keyshawn, hit you when you produce yo family

Got 2 dollars worth of dimes, so that's 20 bitches

21 or 22 sittin on MJ inches

While I'm sittin on Kobe's, minding my business

I gotta watch my back cause I could get a quarter to life cause of these snitches

26 cents an hour ain't my kind of riches

Got me on lockdown like Tre'Day defenses

Gotta team wit 28 major hittas, out this league

Yo bitch i ram this dic in her son scorin at ease

Big 30 when I touch down, TD

.31 hittin from long range like Reggie

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

That smoke could get you smoked like a swisha

Think its a joke I'll have lil bro paint a picture 

A Beastie Boy with them toys he 'brrr stick em'

You funny on posts untill they posting i miss ya

Will knock you off, Outlawz I'll get you hit up

Have ya mama searching for a picture with ya chin up

And we aint finna box pop ya top if you bigga

Make em hit a sit up when his ass cant get up

Make ya favorite thot send the drop when we get her

Legs wide open i aint even wanna hit her

But she wasnt playing kept her hand on my zippa

Got a lil head then I ran I'll get with ya

Just keep ya chips up cause this beef expensive, and just keep ya pistol gripped creeps will clips ya

Just dont be a victim cause if this shit hit ya now ya niggas copping shirts with ya pic from Insta

If they want it all of yall get it then all of yall feel it

Now all of yall Christian like God why my nigga

Half of this beef shit be really over the women

So be careful what you saying when you laying on the pilla

I ain't ducking smoke, I'll give you what you want

I'll set it on fire bitch stop drop roll

Outside with my pole, you hide and get low

Cause you dont want no smoke bitch you dont want no smoke, huh

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)

You don't want no smoke Guns is what I tote

(Cause you don't want no smoke bitch you don't want no smoke, huh)

Inferreds and scopes I'ma let it blow

(Cause you don't want no smoke bitch you don't want no smoke, huh)

You don't want no smoke (Nah)

Guns is what I tote (What kind)

Inferreds and scopes (Yea)

I'ma let it blow (Buck buck buck)