Gaspar Yanga (feat. Snoop Dogg)

Ayo, D Smoke

Man, why don't you represent the 'Wood one time, could you please?

Supa Good Smi-doke

D-S-M-O-K-E, bitch, it's official

I got these other niggas in quite a dill of a pickle

'Cause they bitch want me to pour champagne drip off the nipples

Get off, kick off the party, lift off and piss off the people

Who kiss up to the establishment, haven't you seen they ego?

Like me, no

I used to do this shit 'cause I loved it, busted for free though

I still do this shit for the love, but add another zero

A hero, in my city I'm Diddy mixed with Rico

Strong, I throw this dick at my lady like it's a free throw

Long time, me love you, designed by heat and struggle

With poem rhymes, I bubble, I grind these motherfuckers

They never seen nothin' like me

Where your roots run?

Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)

We can do somethin'

Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'

Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure

Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure

Am I wrong for puttin' us on? You would if you could

In my zone, they leave me alone, I'm good in the 'Wood

Grey poupon, it's in the cologne, my foot on your jug'

Throwin' stones, you never atone, now look at you

Supero mitos, rico

Jugando ese juego with the cheat code

Las salud es llave, vengo de grandes principios

Hidrando my body, wake up and throw back a Zico

Hop up in the morning, get a waffle at the Roscoes on Manchester

I ain't gotta head to Pico

Aunque soy sano no puedo decirlo de mis hermanos

Si andan tirados, turn you into chorizo, we go

Stupid, man, it's ludicrous (Ludicrous)

Give my girl a kiss and start playin' all in her uterus, zero

People did it like me before, the world is new to this

Red City, nigga, plenty homies in the blue division

I did my homework and my rudiments

I made my dome work and stayed true to all my hooligans

Now I travel where I want regardless of the destination

And if you don't know your way, you just might need an invitation

Where your roots run?

Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)

We can do somethin'

Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'

Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure

Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure