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Suspect chin niggas, no win
that, sick ass high 7
Just a trouble on my
Ruckus
Doc no
More death trap
Engineer
back
Heavy
Street clibering
Street yo

Yo, yo, yo, yo
chin niggas, no win niggas
Send niggas to go, try again niggas
All hail me, the good the bag the
The around your way, lovely
Where for art meth-tical God-child
I pack a smile crocodile profile
Can't hold it down, oh the shit hit the fan now
Spin around let your whole man down, man down

I live by the street never old
Never love a hoe, never the dough
'Cause you never who friend or foe
Got control solid gold thought
Before the blow lets stroll through the ghetto habitat no parole
Never snitch switch which, keep a fresh of kicks
the tongue snatch the weed
In the cops wanna strip search
first prepare for the worst, when you do dirt
Remember there's a million niggas with the same thirst

No doubt out
Bets the money out
Niggas a funny route
This is its all about?
Young and dum-dums
Slum bums and
Askin' niggas where come from

Get him for his one, um
Sunshine, its time
on the front line
Ducking the one-time
on the run, where the cameras can't come
Make one the anthem
Ring the Rosie
full of grants

Just because you in the club you ain't thug
Sports gloves and gold you ain't thug
and hard screws don't make you thug
Sucker for catch a slug, nigga

Suspect niggas, no win niggas
Send back to go, try again niggas
Shotgun in your chestpeice, blaow
slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow

Carry eyes and avoid spots
blocks rap blow you for your slide time
What you mine
We can take it to the yellow lines and we can nine
Whether the rhyme or the crime I'ma still
Heavy on the street talk cut your life support
had no love for you so it ain't no love lost
Strictly enforced by the street get double crossed
off I run with the torch

They got me fed up from the up
Put up or shut up on stage in shiny get-up
These is funny, Energizer bunny actors
They hustle backwards, son I they gay rappers
Say word, drop some stature, dog splash ya, crash ya
The spell casta, the same before and after its over
Flood get your brain end the game, its over
End of the line out of time it's over
On the wrong street no heat he was sober
We somebody should've told ya

dollar ice on your wrist don't make you thug
'Cause a bitch is sucking your dick on skit you ain't thug
Bandannas and bad grammar don't you thug
Sucker for love slugs nigga

Suspect chin niggas, no win
Send niggas back to go, try again
Shotgun slammin' in your chestpeice,
Shotgun slammin' in chestpeice, blaow
Suspect chin niggas, no win
Send niggas back to go, try niggas
Shotgun in your chestpeice, blaow
slammin' in your chestpeice, blaow

With the W burning your flesh
Verbally possessed never second
minds like David Koresh
Fuck a vest you need a gun to protect assets
Deep in the break out before the sun set
Street wars gimme yours crime is I live for
Got rhymes next time it's at the Wu store
If you sleep late, date is at the cest gate
All you sober MC's, I leave niggas half-baked

is in a choke hold
Losin' bringing drama by the boatload
It drama
In the now of Cappadonna
My split persona hit village and their baby mama
niggas playing with this money while we stayed hungry
And kept it it won't make me have to crash, dummy
its over
You should your chain tucked in
And should never run mouth with a suspect chin
Now lay it

Just because you in the club you ain't thug
Sports and gold mugs you ain't thug
and hard screws don't make you thug
Real thugs runnin' hate and smash love