Smif-n-wessun - Camouflage Dons lyrics

Wolves out, baby [Verse 1: Smif-n-Wessun] My barrel lean like thorazine Like Reverend King, cream like Medellín Cartel spark reel, y'all in the mezzanine Swimming at the shot ball, shot ball, guillotine A hundred on the dot balls, dark on the big machine Blowing at your entourage, old squad, wolverines Camouflage dons, spits hella steam, prophesize, we monopolize Gotta get the green Backs in my nap sack, roll up a swisher, sweet, light a spliff, life's a b**h Freaking off with the team, off the sh** I've seen, probably should be dead now f** the zombies, smoke the bong, it's weed to the head now It's the semi-auto blowing through your audio My n***as press you and leave you in the poorest mode Known movements, it's reality music, the gun law is; if you got one, you better use it Listen, they pit convos, see your way out before D jump over E And F you up like a G so play silly, feel a 9 milly Acting like you 'bout this life beef for really Face fighting, wanna steal, y'all n***as k** me Deer gang, 215, it's Gucci Philly, it's Louis Loaf with the smoke that beats that Camouflage dons, Zombies, Statik Selekt We present shots, we blowing off limbs No sublims, don't get it twisted, we knock them It's a new wave, NWA, trick it how you want it, and it's all I got to say [Verse 2: Flatbush Zombies] [Meechy Darko] The fame ain't changed me, I still don't f** with you, n***as I still be on the streets, I still scream f** religion I ain't scared of beef, get beef, put on a sk**et You bigots are non-existent so f** all my competition, hold up [Juice] Hoes haze, no competition, your mortal vision is sacrilegious Painting vivid pictures, smoking with the same n***as It's Montana flow, whiter than the white cops that shot the kid on my block [Meech] I'm from a place where we want it, we take it [Juice] Gold teeth, two foes [Meech] Trap it in the basement Two freaks, one Meech, it's threesomes in the AM [Juice] Take a whiff, fold sh**, four blunts in one bash [Meech] Bodies in the basement [Juice] Homicide cases? [Meech] Prophesize about multiplying pot like we makers [Juice] Hater, you ain't on like the Lakers I know I'm wrong but we don't go, got this slave sh** Smif-n-Wesson, one bullet [Meech] Your pick Third leg, I be putting it in your b**h Robbing like Life After d**h had a fourth disk [Juice] Rhyme like all eyes on me times four sh** Park place, sheet pins, smoking at the ball games Scot bucks up top only when the Knicks play [Meech] Smif-n-[Wesson ?], OG and a switch blade Before you cross a dead motherf**er, look both ways [Juice] Motherf**er, look both ways [Meech] Motherf**er, look both ways Camouflage dons, camouflage dons