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Gun smoke, when you hear me it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, come now what you
mad and blood clots

Gun smoke, you hear me cockin' it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you on the floor, yeah
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, come now what you
Pussy mad and clots, gun smoke

Poof, nobody the bitch
When it's gun smoke on the track, you Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' homie 'cuz I ain't the type
To homie some the real niggaz never pick phonies

To with me, I ride 1 deep
with a glock next to me
So many brothers wanna with me
And show em' all who's next to see

Peek-a-boo, gun smoke
how my gun go
Shots out to Po-Yo
On the block Rasaq on the mash for dough

And fly, cocky, ignorant dude
You don't wanna see me in a ignorant
Just me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how fast your move

Bitch, how I plex, execute em'
With a red-beam, not Neo, can't dodge what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you better be expectin' some
From nobody, the ghost and the Mixtape

So what you slick, say it to my face
It's on the tip of my tongue and I'm gettin' tired of it's
Hey, that's not for you son, let me give you the son
You not the son, we the realest reppin' Houston

Changin' Click, we hot, ain't playin' mayne
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm, I'm sayin' mayne
What I do to help you kids understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for he is as a man

I'ma inspiration in the hood for that struggle
Quit complainin', sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep later and get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, no love, nothin'

In they face get money nigga because I'm true to it
And nothin' let you tell it, it's somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep makin' you niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, fuck rap, niggaz fuck with my mentality

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, nobody, the man
Sho', uh, uh,
It's Koopa, it's Mixtape, M-m-mixtape, M-m-mixtape Messiah

Yeah, I'm the man the chief, how I handle weak
Ass niggaz who thinkin' that they could have my
I'm wavin' my weaponary at a sweep
Anybody that it, can get a can of beef

Why you kissin' and my lil Spanish freak?
She kissin' and tellin' me how the it sleep
If it's someone it's playin', it's weak
It's a problem who gonna go it, it's me

Real niggaz be sayin' type of man is he
Is the a fraud? Nigga let me see
I know the a lesser man then me
If he said to instead of me

You makin' some noise, it jam to me
So the game is currently depend on me
I'm the nigga that gave you a 50 jammin'
If I bomb on the nigga, I'ma fantal

a damn if I loose a couple fans a week
'Cuz niggaz that's is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a couple friends a
'Cuz I ride to the end and end with me

And some pretend to be,
But they fakin' the feeling
You know he fake and you it with him
And the be thinkin' his fakin' is hittin'

Who the hell is this niggin'?
Feel like he to slander me
Like he ain't never have to be
with the, uh Majesty

Chamillionaire yeah, I'm makin' a
You fakin' a
And I give a damn who's house you in
I bring the roof down it's weights in the ceiling

Yeah, man
Respect the
Respect the
yeah already, get him