Outlawz - Second Hand Smoke Lyrics

KastroRepeat Chorus (2x) I croak sucks the smoke, the people of hell with them, you left the choke Dog trust me, no joke, you know, one million people die from passive smoking every day, breathing. Young Noble I'm like a ball of smoke, so that a Crackpipe in the hands of the road. My father from the age of 5 years, you have really cool just to stay alive, that passive smoking from one generation to the devil, I swear that I am, but they know that they do not, smoke a ciggarette,Breath and last breath Tasting my own death, based on the steps of my house and only vision all the karma and all the drama. Inherited the pain of a lost father, black rain without an umbrella, life is like a game of dice is to throw everything and can not in his favor and now is the worst enemy and our neighbor's life. Everything happens twice, breathing secondhand smoke pipes of my ancestors, God help us. Chorus 2x Kastro eggs until the smoke of fuck, people with theirIf you choke Dog trust me, no joke, you know, a million people die every day, breathing in tobacco smoke. If you're crying. The dog led Napoleon streets, another child walnuts, plus the son of a ghetto widow might make crazy, just from the 16, so that the block of sleep in the crack house, so that their routes fiending cash on hand, this intrigue nigga on the side of this nigga ... Cream is always on their minds is the same since he bought 0.9, you promiseda ...



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