"Deuce Komradz" lyrics

Yeah
Rest in peace to my nigga Kelly T
(Rest in peace to my nigga Kelly T)
Y'all niggas know what this is
3-3-4 stand the fuck up, man, yeah
M-O-B, Gun Town, Troy City
Shoutout to Troy, Alabama, my city
Yeah, yeah
RIP to Kelly T, Dro, Sarah and all my niggas lost in the struggle

(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', and all that kush gettin' rolled)
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', and all that kush gettin' rolled)

Yeah, shout out to my niggas on the left side
Generation Y
We gon' rep this shit
One time for your mind, one time for your mind
Gon' rep that shit
One time for your mind, one time for your mind
Generation Y

Uh, and I ain't even gotta tuck my chain in, boy
I'm a T-Town nigga, raised and braved
Bumpin' Deuce Komradz how I spent my days
And we was ridin' round choking
Chillin' out smoking
Log cabin city where I crashed my Focus
Them summer school days I was on my shit
Talkin' down to these hoes, they was on my dick
Like, "Uh-uh!"
Devon, what you doing?
I'm posted at the Wreck
You leaving or you pursuing, I smash that
Coming back, hard on the scene
She love Wu-Tang, all she wanted was the cream
Now some niggas in the projects cuffed her
But we was running trains on that hoe like a fucking conductor, uh
Shouts out to my nigga Treelan, Tony O Steve, Donny Ray, and Sam
Now do something, do something, do something, nigga
Bust your head open like [?] nigga

(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', and all that kush-)
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', smokin', smokin')
(Smokin', and all that kush gettin' rolled)

Left side, right side
Shout out to my nigga JJ
Uptown, that's not your bright side
My nigga (yeah)
(Smokin')
R.I.P. Kelly T, Dro, Sarah and all my niggas lost in the struggle