Smokin’ Dro Disturbing tha Peace (Ft. 2 Chainz, I-20 & Ludacris)

[Chorus: I-20]
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
See I'm addicted to this fast life, it's hard to slow me down
When ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy ain't around
You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots from a large clip
When we started choppin O's off in this empty apartment
See I was, standin in the trap, and my back is the target
With a hammer on my side lookin like I'm layin carpets
See you flip it 'til you get it nigga, we hangin like this cable
On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta play in Decatur
See I'm ridin and I'm blowin on twenty dollar bills
Cause we, only got that gold; you can't buy regular around here
Stayin true to the prestige and the, economic status
I still stacked 100 G's stayin in my momma's attic
Stackin under Kraft-matics, willie sleepin on the cheese
See we got ki's and the D's and the P's and TV's
And I'm ridin in C.P. with a Glock-40 as my tooley
On the block, with the top back, blowin out that (?)

[Chorus: I-20]
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga
I'mmmm smokin dro, choppin O's
Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty