LD (67) - Hookahs lyrics

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LD (67) - Hookahs lyrics

[Verse 1: Monkey] Pour Henney for my dead bros Bust J for my n***as in the bin f** around, you can get blown You say you're tings' loud, I can't even hear a thing n***as hate cos we run this My n***as' in jail, cos he's on things Big skengs more time when I'm huntin' You know I did a dash, when I dumped him Free Trap, that's big bro, Free K Trap too Spins & spins like a yo-yo, make n***as diddy-bop wearing ten boots My n***as had you in trap, now your talking crap, where the f** are you at Ring Ring, Trap Trap, I phone up my bro, he got amme in packs Live hitters in the cut, you don't wana see man dressed in all black Dotty or mash, make that crash, man a man dash I heard their snitches on the other side, they've got to go like a rash But f** that though, man a make dough, man a make cash [Hook: Dimzy] Don't get caught with a smoke Don't get caught, don't slip My n***as dem love gun play, love putting corn in clips Skengs in a ding dong ped, Skeng in the four door whip See us on the street, dem run, now they wanna act on vids (Hookahs) I can move grub on the endz, I can move grub in twiz I can move amm in droles, I can move amm in bits I break down c**aine rocks, I put up north ace in cling Opp n***as adding on a k, Feds are gona tape your strip [Verse 2: LD] I just strip me a bird, & now it's time flip me a bird More times it was done by the 6, when you hear that a n***a got burst n***a wana take my life, guarantee I'm a take his first Skrr- Skrr in a three litre Volvo, rolling round with the MAC on burst There's six in the spinner I'm pressing & 25 shots in the MAC My n***a got guilty, he's stressing, make me wan blow off a back Feds judged verdict off Wiggie, Feds judged verdict off Trap Free K Trap, got my n***as dem locked in the can When man a man jump out the ride, them man a man dash Live corn in my gun, Suttin got bun Suttin got slapped Suttin got k'd Let's talk facts Runnin' at trap, I just want cash [Hook: Dimzy] Don't get caught with a smoke Don't get caught, don't slip My n***as dem love gun play, love putting corn in clips Skengs in a ding dong ped, Skeng in the four door whip See us on the street, dem run, now they wanna act on vids (Hookahs) I can move grub on the endz, I can move grub in twiz I can move amm in droles, I can move amm in bits I break down c**aine rocks, I put up north ace in cling Opp n***as adding on a k, Feds are gona tape your strip