Lil Jon - Smoke, Drank lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] A long ride to the west M.O.B. across my chest Lord please don't let me rest Why these n***as wanna test n***a please give me strength One time, I don't got friends Ride this sh** to the end Can't lose man I got to win ? so I keep 2 Glocks Flockaveli im that Damu, oc Light skin, tats and dreadlocks n***as playin cops like Madlock Aim on point with his scope and his beam Aim at your head like oily machine Leave a n***a dead eyes open Ba-ba-ba n***a hold that b**h I'm from the Grove Where n***as have a hand, they get on the stove Some pop pills, some take it up the nose Where n***as f**ing hoes at thirteen Living street life, f** a hoop dream Bricksquad that's my home team [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] (x12) Smoke drank Smoke drank, I [Verse 2: Mouse] Middle finger to the feds M.O.B tatted on my leg A couple n***as wanna see me dead Act like D-bo get Craig'ed p**y n***as heard what the f** I said Room service too, I'll make your bed Bury your body in a backyard shed Make a n***a whole body shake, no dreads n***as don't really want to roll with kids I got more connects than a highway bridge Flow been cold, stored in a fridge A lot of n***as talking about what they should of did Call the n***as square like a mother f**ing grid I'm on my grown man like a n***a had a kid Got to ball on you n***as like I'm playing for the Knicks Hit 'em with a shotgun, call that sh** the crips I ain't worried about the cops, I'm too legit I got to put money over every single b**h Mouse in the hood, trapping for that cheese Balling cause I hustle like I'm playing overseas I was raised in the streets, me and my pistol Moving these pounds on my bicycle I'm so official, I earned my stripes b**hes on my dick like a parasite I make her tap out like the cane's spiked Then I smoke and drank all f**ing night [Hook: Mouse] [Verse 3: Kebo Gotti] Waka, what it do cuz? I'm f**ing with you n***a the long way Let's get this money Bricksquad in the building See I'm gonna smoke till I can't smoke no more Then drank till I can't drank no more ? money see and my chick grow Stand up tall till it can't no more Try me if you want, I swear to God I'll split your cantaloupe My chopper fully loaded, I'm a squeeze on you till there ain't no more I run with a C like Flock and them Green flag, my partner them Hitsquad, yeah there's a lot of them You get an Oscar slim, for acting gangsta A boss to him, better get your rank up Real money, been hell I bank up In the club ? to the ? drank Who is this n***a trying to act like me Suede, getting money, bounce back like me Every hood, every block, count stacks like me Fully loaded Glock, stay strapped like me You no body, of Kebo Gotti Mr. ? Flocka with a tool, been none got him Been none hit him, been none shot him Been none off him then laugh about it Then blowing on kush, straight from Cali I ring sh** straight out the valley I'm a duct tape stealer and I ain't talking alley Riding in the bird and I ain't talking falcon Plead the 5th, every time they ask me Disappear, just like it's magic Then reappear, lights, camera, action [Hook: Kebo Gotti]