Smoke DZA - Hollywood Smoke Hogan lyrics

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

Righttttttttttttt
You know my slogan: Hollywood Smoke Hogan
I ain't good with the slick talk
I put hands on you like I'm molding
And I ain't talkin' bout no
Vase nigga tommy hitman hearns
I hit hard nigga
This that Clinton Correctional flow
Shit a nigga got bars nigga
Welcome to the Wreck Shop too much hard
That's what got my nigga Reck shot
Came in this bitch just to get guap
Lil' nigga I make the back of yo' neck hot
I got a flight in a few to
The bank is my next stop
Pot in the air, know the Jets out
Lil' bitch over there bout to pass out
Smoker's Club - OG - rose gold
Big face Rollie
My little man came whippin' in the stolee and
I'm still on the corner like Bodie (Huuuh?)
If you book me
I hope you got the Fire Marshalls right there
'Cuz the Kushed God's a
Non-smoking biddy's worst nightmare