Want Smoke Hustle Gang (Ft. London Jae, T.I., Young Dro & Yung Booke)

[Intro: T.I.]
Man, aye
It's really like Hustle Gang everything
I don't want no peon round me
Only bosses in my clique, you know what I'm saying?
Get your own shit, run the bag, yo niggaa

[Chorus: London Jae]
And we got what these niggas ain't got, we got money
(Boy, you know you don't want no smoke)
And we got what these niggas ain't got, we got power
(Fuck you, niggaa, you don't want no smoke)
And we got what these niggas ain't got, we got respect
(Hey shorty, you know you don't want no smoke)
And we got what these niggas ain't got, aye

[Post-Chorus: London Jae]
Anyway, what you gonna say?
Foreign boo in our ride, we just gon' run and play
My bitch is foreign, get your cake up
(But you know you don't want no smoke)
Hustle Gang over everything, shorty you know you don't want no smoke
(Shorty, you know you don't want no smoke)

[Verse 1: Young Dro]
This is a rap, this is a trap
That's lame hoe, she volunteered in the camp
They call me Dro, this a four four
I'm with a out of town broad, she don't go-go
Stick like a cactus, blow you off the atlas
Run upon you with that Draco
I got my ratchet and I'm rockin' Coogi
Don't make me act a fool, don't make me unload this uzi
I go for the kick, I die for the kick, get money
We saw light on the haze, I shoot 'em the back of the face
I be the first nigga that's catching a case
I stalk through the hood, get a QP, I'm so G
You can not do me, I'm a certified gangsta
And I'm sponsored by Louis and Ralph
And I'm on they tanner, make them pull them bands out
Make her only stand out, man, what the plan now
Keys in my hand, thirty bricks up in the van now
Fuck you saying now, me and T.I.P. gon' cash out