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SCHMOKE Video (MV)




Performed By: Gradea
Featuring: vail
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Abraham Bonilla




Gradea - SCHMOKE Lyrics




[ Featuring vail ]

I don't think you really want smoke (no he don't)
Ay

I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do

You ain't never hop out hittin' everythin' in view
You ain't shit without your homies
I just hope you know it's true
Watch how you move
You might be food - what's there to prove?
Being real comes at a cost - you bound to lose
Don't talk about it gotta be about it
Said he want the smoke
It's my job to see about it, just me and my pole
100 proof, right out the gate - it's f*ckin' true
It was 5 of us, 20 of you - we still let loose
Hope God forgive - did too much dirt
You take a life - but what's it worth?
The pain, the scars, the sacrifice
Played with fire just to get burnt
Knocked him out and closed his mouth
Some people never learn
Been through fire, I'm still alive
You did me wrong, I did you worse

I don't think you really want smoke (No smoke)
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do

Got that blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes
So many dead but I still don't cry now
Blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes, though
It's just the way it goes
Got that blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes
So many dead but I still can't cry now
Blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes, no
It's just the way it goes, slow ay
Burn it down slowly
Burn it down so slow

Too many rounds
Aim for the head
No backin' down
Way too wild
Krazy lil child
.357 loud
Hear me out
This a new level
It's now or never, now
Before I go
Before I go I pull my pistol
'Cause when you go can't take shit with you
Life goes on, I doubt they miss you
Got 6 rounds from the .38 special
Before I go I pull my pistol
'Cause when you go my can't take shit with you
Life goes on, I doubt they miss you
Got 6 rounds from the .38 special
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I don't think you really want smoke (no he don't)
Ay

I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do

You ain't never hop out hittin' everythin' in view
You ain't shit without your homies
I just hope you know it's true
Watch how you move
You might be food - what's there to prove?
Being real comes at a cost - you bound to lose
Don't talk about it gotta be about it
Said he want the smoke
It's my job to see about it, just me and my pole
100 proof, right out the gate - it's f*ckin' true
It was 5 of us, 20 of you - we still let loose
Hope God forgive - did too much dirt
You take a life - but what's it worth?
The pain, the scars, the sacrifice
Played with fire just to get burnt
Knocked him out and closed his mouth
Some people never learn
Been through fire, I'm still alive
You did me wrong, I did you worse

I don't think you really want smoke (No smoke)
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready
I don't think you ready, ready
I don't think you really want smoke
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
I don't think you do

Got that blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes
So many dead but I still don't cry now
Blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes, though
It's just the way it goes
Got that blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes
So many dead but I still can't cry now
Blood on my hands
Blood in my eyes, no
It's just the way it goes, slow ay
Burn it down slowly
Burn it down so slow

Too many rounds
Aim for the head
No backin' down
Way too wild
Krazy lil child
.357 loud
Hear me out
This a new level
It's now or never, now
Before I go
Before I go I pull my pistol
'Cause when you go can't take shit with you
Life goes on, I doubt they miss you
Got 6 rounds from the .38 special
Before I go I pull my pistol
'Cause when you go my can't take shit with you
Life goes on, I doubt they miss you
Got 6 rounds from the .38 special
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Writer: Abraham Bonilla
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