Smoke DZA

Flying down the west side Joining my air One bout to get lid up, I'm about to disappear In thin air, feeling untouchable Tommy bond, sincere, you think I give a fuck about a red light Niggers can't do us, so they dead tight Hating on a young slick ni

[ti:4 Loko (Feat. ASAP Rocky)] [ar:Smoke DZA] [al:Rolling Stoned] [offset:0] [00:01.59]4 Loko (Feat. ASAP Rocky) - Smoke DZA [00:15.99]I'm a loco, nigga, straight loco [00:19.04]So think twice 'fore you cross my path [00:21.47]Cause frontin' on DZA's

[Intro: French Montana] Ill slow it down for em you know? Sometimes they say you gotta laugh You might laugh to cry out Oh man, when you get time to relax? That's the question, know what Im sayin'? [Verse 1: French Montana] Homie I just lost my only

(Verse) Boss is how we prone to think Communicate with killers via core links Some of my niggas ran from the corner to the coroner I made it out, luxury bust, tourin love, right Feelin better than head on the wake up Roll me up a bomber like *sniff*

[Intro] Right I got two zips. Two bitches with tounge rings who suck a dick Young nigga tryna get rich I used to be skinny but I used to be broke too I guess that matters [Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Righttttttttttttt You know my slogan: Hollywood Smoke Hoga

(Hook) My own head told me kill them bitches Rollin out while we handle our business I know the haters there but we ain't trippin Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too busy being them niggas Shit, we too

[ti:We Out] [ar:Smoke DZA] [al:Rolling Stoned] [offset:0] [00:01.16]We Out - Smoke DZA [00:44.87]It's like I pulled out my 'Lo duffle [00:46.59] [00:47.35]Christian Diors with the gold buckles [00:49.14] [00:50.44]Attitude seen so subtle [00:51.81] [

Verse 1: Smoke DZAAh, right, child of the ghetto, nobody explained to me I learned from the streets no picture was painted for me This niggas is frosty not what they claiming to be Got my 9 11 niggas with me, they craving for beef Let the chopper sin

[Hook - Big KRIT] Once upon a time on the corner There was a Pimp, there was a playa Sharp as a razor with alligators One time on the corner There was a trick that paid to play That always came but never stayed One time on the corner There was a ho t

[Intro] Yeah La Musica de Harry Fraud [Verse 1: Curren$y] Exit in the striker boat Clean as fuck, eatin' millions and shittin' soap Its in the ceilings, its in the walls, its in the floor That's old news, the real drugs is in the floor Gold shoes, Da