President T - Smoking L's lyrics
[President T - Smoking L's lyrics]
Smoking L's, smoking L's slay Products
Smoking L's, smoking L's
"Let off the shots?"
Come on, who really let off the shots?"
I was in country
Tell me your price and I'll let off the spots
T on the corner, T on the pops
When I say target practice, nobody stops
Shoot at the guy that looked at you wrong
But you won't shoot at the cops
Them kind of man are flops -
Feeling hunger, weight goes under
Album drops
Please come correct, avoid the box
One out of ten, bit's off talent
Somebody blocks
Over a thousands dreads, only a hundred locks
Unorthodox, come with springs but
I'm filled with shocks
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
Smoking L's, smoking L's
All these bells, nobody ringing
Part of the choir, nobody singing
I'm not your brother, I was in deep
You're on the cover
I know man that'll come to your gates
Put one in your lover
Can't talk to man about touching road
All I ever do is hover
My G, why d'you bother?
Two, three L's, yeah, what you on?
Smoking L's, everybody done (woah)
I've been in the game when you was a seed
Heard you're smoking, hope it's the weed
A don of the game, we all agreed?
Presidential speed
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
Smoking L's, smoking L's
"Let off the shots?"
Come on, who really let off the shots?"
I was in country
Tell me your price and I'll let off the spots
T on the corner, T on the pops
When I say target practice, nobody stops
Shoot at the guy that looked at you wrong
But you won't shoot at the cops
Them kind of man are flops -
Feeling hunger, weight goes under
Album drops
Please come correct, avoid the box
One out of ten, bit's off talent
Somebody blocks
Over a thousands dreads, only a hundred locks
Unorthodox, come with springs but
I'm filled with shocks
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
Smoking L's, smoking L's
All these bells, nobody ringing
Part of the choir, nobody singing
I'm not your brother, I was in deep
You're on the cover
I know man that'll come to your gates
Put one in your lover
Can't talk to man about touching road
All I ever do is hover
My G, why d'you bother?
Two, three L's, yeah, what you on?
Smoking L's, everybody done (woah)
I've been in the game when you was a seed
Heard you're smoking, hope it's the weed
A don of the game, we all agreed?
Presidential speed
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's
I am not your brother
I've been in the game when you
Was just a little toddler
Smoking L's, with your auntie
Sister and your mother
I tried to warn these goons
Now I come to blow your cover
Smoking L's, smoking L's