"All the Smoke" lyrics

I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
If a nigga got a problem, put it on the floor

If a nigga want smoke you know we slide then
We gon' find out what crib he hiding in
Put a nigga on your block so we can find the house
Fire 'bout to chop you down while y'all running out
Nigga never had a run, they just run they mouth
Baby holdin' this Rollie up 'cause G just blew it out
You got guns, I got guns, we can shoot it out
I'm aiming for a nigga head, I ain't killing Clause
Lord forgive yourself for being a wild child
Two FN's, two chopsticks, cost me five thou
Nigga tellin' me I'm next, bitch I'm up now
I'm in Houston makin' plays, bitch I feel like Yao

I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
If a nigga got a problem, put it on the floor

Nigga ain't my mans if he ain't ridin' with me
I fuck with the BandGang, I got Mas' with me
My nigga Pie got a sleeve and a five-fifty
I got popped, I could've died, I had God with me
A nigga gotta die if a nigga want beef
Free my nigga 80's, I'm good on the east
You know this bitch a classic when Ant on the beat
Niggas know that I'ma shoot so they pass it to me
Five thousand for a show, that shit comin' to me
Work hard for this shit, can't do nothin' for free
All these niggas washed up, they ain't fuckin' with me
Whole car glocked up, they all clutchin' with me

I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
I want all the money, I want all the dope
Nigga got a problem, put it on the floor
We ride with the choppers, we blow all the smoke
We blow all the smoke, we blow all the smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
Whole lotta smoke, whole lotta smoke
If a nigga got a problem, put it on the floor