Won On Won Lyrics

Smokin? lah, me got flav

Smoky Gunz, Cocoa B's

Who wanna look like, wanna act like us?

Wanna be like, roll the trees like us

Wanna talk like, wanna walk like us

Wanna flip like get ripped like us

Wanna act like know you're black like us

Wanna flip like kick shit like us

Wanna bust like you ain't rough like us

Tek and Steele, won on won, Smoky Guns, what?

Ding, that's the sound of the bell

Oh shit is all you heard before you fell

To the canvas, all washed up like my dirty drawers

And pants get, try to challenge, get damaged

Plain and simple with bandages around your temple

Easily erased out the picture like pencil

Peeped me once, saw me again, got your pistol

I put permanent fear in your heart like a dimple

Son, hold my A V, let me rock this nobody

Comin' out the closet tryin' to stop my money

Actin' like you're sweet 'cause he ain't see me in the streets

Spit that blood out and get back up on your feet

You called me, I was there on some candyman shit

Wear that ass out in front your kids and your bitch

Hurt you to the boards, put the ten to your jaw

Walk away, parley in front of Ahmed's store

We don't give a what about you, tell them niggaz who sent you

Let 'em come, have 'em all open wide like dentals

Heard they work for cheap, think I might rent you

If you feel I disrespected you, good, I meant to

Nigga, I'd wish you'd talk about runnin' for guns

Get your Bankhead bounce like insufficient funds

Left ass out a home beggin' like bums

Cut off, swept off the floor like crumbs

I'm from N Y C I T Y, stay high

Lazy eye, ghetto celeb, rap guy from Bed-Stuy

Splash in two lines, me no long rhymes

Losin' your attention, takin' up your time

I gets mine and breathe, ?bout it ?bout it like P

Too many wannabe me

Wanna flow blow hold dough like Smoky Lah

Fly across seas, blow shows for BCC

But you can't be, you heard me, you soft like porridge

You ain't gettin' money and you have no courage
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Introducin', the one who gets you bugged like a loosie

Same height, same weight, same fight skills like Bruce Lee

Try me, ready for those who wanna harm me

Don't toy with me, you wanna be all you can be, join the army

I swarm like bees, plus sting too, bring grooves

I blow 'em out like hankies, nab you like cops do

For the longest I've been waitin' to take it to these Jafaicans

Corner eye ballin' on the moves that we was makin'

Thinkin' that we lost it 'cause our line was closed

Can't stop a hungry nigga with nothin' to live, foe

I'ma see that dough, many hustlers I know

Three car long shark, white chalk and cee-lo

Yo, I think I'll take this time to remind you

Not to sit by the line, test mine, crime stoppers won't find you

Before we come kickin' your door to the floor

Throw you to the wall, makin' you our prisoner of war

Cut you too short to take walks with Tattoo

Attack you from your front, open you back with my scalpel

Snatch two, niggaz from the crew if they got

Anythin' to do with motherfuckers comin' back to avenge you

I intend to get down for my temple, keep a strong mental

When dealin' with evils that men do

Them who fail to comprehend

I recommend you remember you're dealin' with men

Who'll send you off in a coffin

'Cause far too often niggaz are gettin' lost and it's costin'

Body parts from anybody that starts

We play the hackers takin' rappers apart

Dissect 'em from they rectum to they necks

Double check them make sure shit's correct then direct them

To the section, where the session's in progression

Where you come to get blessed by Smif-N-Wessun

Won on won

Won on won

Wanna act like us

Wanna talk like, wanna look like us

Wanna walk like, wanna bust like

Wanna flip like, wanna rep like us

Wanna get clip, wanna kick like us

Wanna get shit, hit just like us

Wanna smoke lah, smoke the black like us

You can?t fuck with us

Won on won

Won on won