Nino Santana - No Smoke lyrics

[Intro] [Nino Santana] Want no smoke boy! Ayeeee! [Female Voice] N-N-Nino North in north out [Nino Santana] Nino! f** these n***as talkin' bout f** these n***as talkin' bout Turnup! Ayeeee! [Hook] f** n***a you dont want no smoke boy f** n***a you dont want no smoke boy Ima' let that thang blow boy Better duck tell yo mans to get low boy No Smoke No Smoke x6 f** n***a you dont want smoke boy! Flexin on the north thats a no boy bang! [Nino Santana] [First Verse] Goddamn boy you's motherf**in' trackstar What the f** you run so fast for Ma n***as kickin' down ya back door & if you got them bandz then you'll get clapped for em Actin clueless we ain't do it b**h dont ask us Dont ask me why ya n***as gettin clapped up I'll pull that f**in' shotty out the back trunk Then go retarted on a n***a if he act up Ma n***as on some sh** we ain't with none of that The way he makin movers he lookin like a running back & if i catch you lackin ima push ya pumpkin back (Ayeeee) [Hook] [Louie'Vill] [Second Verse] f** n***a you dont want no smoke boy Im on the block i got them grams for the low boy Chiefin' on that chief i ain't no glo boy My eyes so low up off these d** I ain't no coke boy I keep a mac or a uzi posted up with the gooniez Suggest you dont come on dewey i fade ya top lil boosie Shorty cute but she loopy get a little top and some cooochie Kick er out the crib like im bruce lee Them hoes be screamin there go louie (Hunn x2) [Hook] [Laflare] [Third verese] Flip it Laflare Waddup b**h Pants saggin' all these 100's 50's No smoke spend a dub on remy cause ma main b**h she too used to remy n***as here she ain't drinkin with me Couple goons ima send em drillin Always winnin but ya pockets empty Im too up now bout ma bucks now you gone miss a 0 like ya number 50 Cop a bentley when i tocuh a milli Drinkin lean this sh** got me dizzy n***as f*ggots they a never be me Hoes ain't loayal man these b**hes sneaky n***as phoney you was never brody n***as know me cause they b**hese know me f** this rap sh** im on trap sh** n***as know me caus ethey b**hes know me Uhnnn [T Max] [Fourth Verse] Everytime they see me they like there go t max Walk in the party they like where you been at Pull up in that chevy boy dont make me bend that Pull that choppa out & everybody get back Dont talk about no money you ain't gettin it Put money over hoes because im gettin it Just hit a lick im countin' up ma dividence Wack a n***a then go hide the evidence Shoot a n***a like a quarterback try to run hit chu in ya cornerback Take ya pack can't get ya quarter back We got big bags like the laundry mat p**y boy dont want smoke we gone get it foggy like a magic show p**y boy dont want smoke we gone get it foggy like a magic show goddamn [Hook] [Trey Stacks] [Fifth Verse] Trey Stacks Rrraaa Rrraaaa Rrraaa n***as still walkin round hatin' we see who not gettin' money n***as still walkin round hatin' we see who not gettin' money Ma n***a im chillin always in the trap n***as want beef we ain't gone stop till ya whole hood drop... [??????] Come to ya wake n***a we gone serve that Pull up on n***as & put it in park Walk up on n***as & let that b**h spark n***as be talkin I rather go live it n***as be talkin I rather go live it Word on the street all these n***as is snitches Told on ya man he went to trial & got sentenced & you out here claimin' you real claimin' you real that dont fit ya description f** n***as dont want no smoke you b**h n***as got baby lungs co*k this sh** aim at ya head that mac 10 sound like 80 guns f** ya b**h dump in ya b**h then slide off with that baby cum Yall cuff hoes like long jeans when it to hoes i ain't savin none [Hook]