How The Fuck Can We Lose

[Intro: Smoke Da Don & Capo]
Smoke Da Don, y'all know what the fuck it is man (Gang)
NL for life man
I got my nigga with me though with me man
Cap, what up?
No Limit, No limit and MB 1-50 RocBlock shit man
Smoke on FDO passes too many of 'em, opps
Kobe Squad, Pistol Gang, bitch
Dat be wiz outta kid man and that shit man, 'cause we been gang, been gang since youngins
We invented that shit
NLMB, these niggas ain't fuck with us bro
Uh, squad

[Chorus: Smoke Da Don]
P-O-S-T-O, I be smokin' Posto
Kutthroat fuck around with the bricks gone head get Postoed
I be smokin on Scoob, I be smokin' TBone
Ride wit 30's & 50's, we ain't worried bout wrongs
I see you be, I be smokin' on all that Scoob
Drop 4's in the cup, drink Henny bitch I don't drink goose
We be smokin' on Posto, we be smokin' on Scoob
Steady scorin' on opps, how the fuck can we lose?
P-O-S-T-O-O, I be smokin' Posto
Kutthroat fuck around with the bricks gone head get Postoed
I be smokin on Scoob, I be smokin' TBone
Ride wit 30's & 50's, we ain't worried bout wrongs
I see you be, I be smokin' on all that Scoob
Drop 4's in the cup, drink Henny bitch I don't drink goose
We be smokin' on Posto, we be smokin' on Scoob
Steady

[Verse 1: Smoke Da Don]
If the opps are losin', why the fuck niggas screamin' die L's?
Wanna G have it on my belts
'Cause I hit a lick just tryna get my sell
10 year nigga, EBK y'all fuck with some fan niggas
GDK, can't fuck with Brick niggas
CPDK, free the guys 'cause them real niggas
Free the gang, been in it since lil niggas
On the block anyway I can merge that
I'ma Don, I can make a bitch twerk that
You ain't gon' do shit but get upset
Prolly get cut up 'cause I'm up next
On top, grindin' hard got 'em so sad
Grew up, one mom nigga one dad
But I ain't never ask for shit I got my own bag
Don't bite niggas style, got my own swag
Spend mula
In the back tinted up, smoke Tooka
Lil bro, El Cap, he'll do ya
30 shots in the clip big ruler, medula
Spend mula
In the back tinted up, smoke Tooka
Lil bro, El Cap, he'll do ya
30 shots in the clip big ruler, medula
(Gang)

[Chorus: Smoke Da Don]
P-O-S-T-O, I be smokin' Posto
Kutthroat fuck around with the bricks gone head get Postoed
I be smokin on Scoob, I be smokin' TBone
Ride wit 30's & 50's, we ain't worried bout wrongs
I see you be, I be smokin' on all that Scoob
Drop 4's in the cup, drink Henny bitch I don't drink goose
We be smokin' on Posto, we be smokin' on Scoob
Steady scorin' on opps, how the fuck can we lose?

[Verse 2: Capo]
Smokin' on Posto and Scoob, them dead niggas they got my head gone
Do a show, check 50 bands
She ain't want me back then
Now she want me 'cause my bread long
Always on the block with me niggas
Steady smokin' dutch filled blunts with my niggas
Fuck a label, get dropped for my niggas
Smokin' T-Bone out a dutch or a swisher
We the hottest young niggas in the city
1-50 Roc-Block, nigga real creatures
And not one nigga that can fuck with me
And I ride with myself, I don't trust any
And who gon' hold me down? My chopper
And me and Smoke still runnin' from them coppers
And we pull up then we catch you then we gotcha
RocBlock don't play, we see you, pull up, then we drop ya
Me and Smoke, we racin' to the toppa
Gold diggin' ass bitch can't get my money, can't get my guapa

[Chorus: Smoke Da Don]
P-O-S-T-O, I be smokin' Posto
Kutthroat fuck around with the bricks gone head get Postoed
I be smokin on Scoob, I be smokin' TBone
Ride wit 30's & 50's, we ain't worried bout wrongs