Hollywood Smoke Hogan letra

[Intro]
Right
I got two zips. Two bitches with tounge rings who suck a dick
Young nigga tryna get rich
I used to be skinny but I used to be broke too
I guess that matters

[Verse: Smoke dza]
Righttttttttttttt
You know my slogan: Hollywood smoke hogan
I ain't good with the slick talk, I put hands on you like I'm molden
And I ain't talkin' bout no boss nigga; tell me hitman earns, I hit hard nigga
This that clinton correctional flow, shit a nigga got bars nigga
Welcome to the wreck shop. Too much hard, that's what got my nigga rex shot
Came in this bitch just to get guap, lil' nigga I make the back of yo' neck hot
I got a flight in a few. To the bank is my next stop
Hot in the air, know the jets out
Lil' bitch over there bout to pass out
Smoker's club - og - rose gold, big face rollie
My little man came whippin' in the stolee and I'm still on the corner like bodie (uuuh)
If you book me, I hope you got the fire marshalls right there
Cause the kush god's a non-smoker nigga's worst nightmare

Smoke DZA - Letras

• 1st Class
• 2AM Monday Night
• 4 Loko
• AC/DC
• Always Been
• Best Seller
• Butta Rice
• Code Orange
• Continental Kush Breakfast
• Crazy Glue
• Cuz I Felt Like It
• Diamond
• E.T.'s Finger
• Early Days Of George
• Hollywood Smoke Hogan
• Jfk
• K!ng
• K.o.n.y.
• Loaded
• Personal Party
• Roll Up, Pour Up
• Smokey Klause
• Still On (feat. Fat Trel)
• Wolf Pack