Deuce Komradz (OG) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Rest in peace to my n*gga Kelly T
(Rest in peace to my n*gga Kelly T)
Y′all n*ggas know what this is
3-3-4 stand the f*ck up, man, yeah
M-O-B, Gun Town, Troy City
Shoutout to Troy, Alabama, my city
Yeah, yeah
RIP to Kelly T, Dro, Sarah and all my n*ggas lost in the struggle

[Chorus]
(Smokin', smokin′, smokin')
(Smokin', smokin′, smokin′)
(Smokin', smokin′, smokin')
(Smokin′, and all that kush gettin' rolled)
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin′, smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin′)
(Smokin', and all that kush gettin′ rolled)

[Bridge]
Yeah, shout out to my n*ggas on the left side
Generation Y
We gon' rep this sh*t
One time for your mind, one time for your mind
Gon' rep that sh*t
One time for your mind, one time for your mind
Generation Y
[Verse]
Uh, and I ain′t even gotta tuck my chain in, boy
I′m a T-Town n*gga, raised and bravеd
Bumpin' Deuce Komradz how I spent my days
And wе was ridin′ round choking
Chillin' out smoking
Log cabin city where I crashed my Focus
Them summer school days I was on my sh*t
Talkin′ down to these hoes, they was on my di*k
Like, "Uh-uh!"
Devon, what you doing?
I'm posted at the Wreck
You leaving or you pursuing, I smash that
Coming back, hard on the scene
She love Wu-Tang, all she wanted was the cream
Now some n*ggas in the projects cuffed her
But we was running trains on that hoe like a f*cking conductor, uh
Shouts out to my n*gga Treelan, Tony O Steve, Donny Ray, and Sam
Now do something, do something, do something, n*gga
Bust your head open like [?] n*gga

[Chorus]
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin′, smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin′)
(Smokin', and all that kush-)
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin′, smokin')
(Smokin′, smokin', smokin′)
(Smokin', and all that kush gettin′ rolled)
[Outro]
Left side, right side
Shout out to my n*gga JJ
Uptown, that's not your bright side
My n*gga (yeah)
(Smokin')
R.I.P. Kelly T, Dro, Sarah and all my n*ggas lost in the struggle