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We Got the Smoke (feat. Big Mali) Video (MV)


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Performed By: Extra Gram Ken
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Kenneth Lindsey




Extra Gram Ken - We Got the Smoke (feat. Big Mali) Lyrics




Scarf round my head like I'm taliban
Trap tour to yo cityIm getting Hella bands
Load on the road hit the money dance
Never go broke gotta take a chance

Heard the feds in town
Still got them chops
Serving them knocks on yo block

Heard a body dropped from all them shots
Cant make moves city hot

I'm in the bitch with Big Mali
I need a lick where the Ali aye
Ayeeee
Upping the sco, check the Talley
I got 3 K,s Where the rally, aye
Ay

Shooting the ar, my shoulda numb
Cock the Draco bout broke my thumb
Like a choir, got sticks and drums We got the smoke, come get some

I'm from sanctity, home of bricks
We running the city ain't touched a brick
His image a gangster, but he a bitch,
7.62s gone flip a whip,

That ain't yo baby, the city know
Call her green light she on on go,
My nigga just f*cked her, on 34
Can't even believe that you cuffed that hoe,

They know I'ma strike, like I'm box of match
These niggas be cap never touch a pack
I know that the envy we having racks
Got a new load of wedding cake
This shit is not cheap this shit 28
Ran this shit up member saleing Shake
These nigga light n I'm heavy wieght
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Scarf round my head like I'm taliban
Trap tour to yo cityIm getting Hella bands
Load on the road hit the money dance
Never go broke gotta take a chance

Heard the feds in town
Still got them chops
Serving them knocks on yo block

Heard a body dropped from all them shots
Cant make moves city hot

I'm in the bitch with Big Mali
I need a lick where the Ali aye
Ayeeee
Upping the sco, check the Talley
I got 3 K,s Where the rally, aye
Ay

Shooting the ar, my shoulda numb
Cock the Draco bout broke my thumb
Like a choir, got sticks and drums We got the smoke, come get some

I'm from sanctity, home of bricks
We running the city ain't touched a brick
His image a gangster, but he a bitch,
7.62s gone flip a whip,

That ain't yo baby, the city know
Call her green light she on on go,
My nigga just f*cked her, on 34
Can't even believe that you cuffed that hoe,

They know I'ma strike, like I'm box of match
These niggas be cap never touch a pack
I know that the envy we having racks
Got a new load of wedding cake
This shit is not cheap this shit 28
Ran this shit up member saleing Shake
These nigga light n I'm heavy wieght
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Writer: Kenneth Lindsey
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