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Who Want Smoke (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 1) Hit 'em with a scope, precision like a hawk, You a city rat, boy, you just talk, Rent's due, but you sleeping in a tent, Got no cash flow, what a sad lament. (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 2) Done playin' games, got no time for your shit, Tryna tell me what to do? Get off my tip! I’m the king of the streets, you just a pawn, Diss track ready, boy, your time is gone! (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 3) You ain't got the guts, you ain't got the will, Step to the plate, get hit with the steel, I'm spittin' hot fire, you cold as ice, Roll up on your crew, I'd think twice. (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Outro) So who want smoke? Let the games begin, When I pull up to your block, boy, it’s a sin, Diss track hittin' hard, can't handle this flow, You know what it is, I’m ready, let’s go!
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Who Want Smoke (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 1) Hit 'em with a scope, precision like a hawk, You a city rat, boy, you just talk, Rent's due, but you sleeping in a tent, Got no cash flow, what a sad lament. (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 2) Done playin' games, got no time for your shit, Tryna tell me what to do? Get off my tip! I’m the king of the streets, you just a pawn, Diss track ready, boy, your time is gone! (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Verse 3) You ain't got the guts, you ain't got the will, Step to the plate, get hit with the steel, I'm spittin' hot fire, you cold as ice, Roll up on your crew, I'd think twice. (Chorus) Who want smoke? Step to me, get choked, Pop up on the block, you a joke, Run your mouth, boy, you just might get smoked, Mad as fuck, I'm done, no hope. (Outro) So who want smoke? Let the games begin, When I pull up to your block, boy, it’s a sin, Diss track hittin' hard, can't handle this flow, You know what it is, I’m ready, let’s go!